Tattoo Englandxreader"♪ Hey hey Daddy, could I have some rum?
Hey hey Mummy, hey hey mummy
It doesn't matter what I do, I never forget
The taste of pudding we had long ago in my head!
Draw a circle, that's the earth.
Draw a circle, that's the earth
Draw a circle, that's the...♪ Hey!" I whined, annoyed someone had pulled out my earphones.
"W-what are you listening to?!" demanded a familiar British voice. I smirked.
"Why, I'm listening to you, Artie." I responded coyly.
His face turned bright red. He's so easy to rile up! I thought.
"W-well knock it off!" he told me, clearly getting more flustered.
"Awww, but why?" I pouted.
"Because it's embarrassing! You of all people should know what it's like to have embarrassing stuff of you on YouTube."
Heheh... Why haven't I taken that stuff down? I shook my head.
"T-that's different! You're actually really good!"
Cue England's face reaching tomato red coloring.
"Y-you really think so?"
"Yeah man! You could be on like, X-factor or Britain's g
You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision"You idiot! Why can't you be more gentlemanly?!" England yelled at America.You're no gentleman- Englandxreader commision in Romance More Like This
______ rolled her eyes. Here we go again, she lamented. Why did England have to be so anal? Sure, America was ... immature at times, but that's what made him! Geez, you'd think he'd realize that already; he raised him, after all.
Besides, ______ had never seen this gentleman side England was so proud of. The whole time she'd known him, he'd never done a single gentlemanly thing. And that pissed her off more.
"Dude, chill." America chuckled, anime sweat on his head.
"I will not 'chill'!" England fumed. "I raised you better than that! You need to grow up or the other countries will never warm up to you!"
"I raised you better than that." _______ mimicked under her breath. England's ears perked up.
"DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY, MADAM?!" He exploded.
Ooh, this will be fun.
"Yeah, I do." she simply stated, rather humorously compared to England's outburst.
"Go on, then!"
"Honestly, I think you're a hypocrite
Something stupid EnglandxReaderSo, time passed, and _____ and Arthur became closer as friends. As a result, their feelings for each other grew as well. Still, they refused to act on them. Rather than confess their feelings to each other and risk their friendship, they entered relationships with others. None of which lasted very long because it became obvious early on that they were enamored with one another.Something stupid EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
It wasn't obvious to them, however. They didn't think their feelings were mutual.
Then one day they were stargazing, and it happened...
"You shouldn't worry about him. He's a loser anyway." He assured her.
"I know. I guess I just thought... he was the one."
That was a lie, of course. She cared about and loved the boy. But she didn't think he was the one. Deep down, she knew it.
"Well he wasn't, and I think you're better off."
"Listen, _______? Have you ever considered... That maybe..."
"No, it's stupid."
Arthur growled. "Fine.
I won't say I'm in love- EnglandxReader Commision"Right, see you later then." Arthur told me, waving goodbye as we parted ways.I won't say I'm in love- EnglandxReader Commision in Romance More Like This
"Okay, later!" I called out, waving back to him.
Huh. My face was hurting all of a sudden. I recognized the pain as one that happens when you smile too much. I found that strange; I didn't think I'd been smiling that much. But I mean, if anyone could make me smile, it'd be Arthur....
N-now don't get the wrong idea! I'll admit, Arthur's rather... handsome, and a real charmer, but I do not have any romantic interest in him! We're just really good friends, all right?
"Hey, _______!" a familiar voice called out. I turned around.
"Hey, Alfred!" I replied, stopping so he could catch up to me.
"Dude, we still on for game night tonight?"
Just a little note; when he says "game night", he means video games, not board games. I wonder if people still even have the other kind of game night... Man, I feel old...
Oh crap, that's tonight? My place is a total mess! No way I can let him come over!
"I'm sorry, Alfred
Weak spots- EnglandxReaderToday was turning out to very boring for Arthur. Even with his usually entertaining girlfriend ___________ over, this day was turning out to be boring.Weak spots- EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
Of course, perhaps if said girlfriend was paying more attention to him rather than… whatever the hell she was looking at on her laptop, that might help things a little bit.
"Remind me why I invited you over again?" He asked, annoyed.
"You tell me." Was your oh-so-concerned reply.
An anime vein popped on Arthur's head and he growled. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to spend time with my girlfriend. You know, without her laptop?"
You groaned and rolled your eyes, which didn't leave the computer screen. "Look, I promise I'll give you my full attention in just a few minutes, okay? I just wanna finish reading this comic."
"You're ignoring me to read a webcomic?"
"Hey, you've ignored me to read books. In fact, why don't you go read one now?"
Arthur was not having this, not in his own home. You were going to give him your full at
Lame Jokes- AmericaxReader WARNING: GROAN WORTHY MOMENTS AHEAD.Lame Jokes- AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
My friend Alfred and I were extremely bored. And when I say bored, I mean bored. The kind of boredom that makes paint seem interesting. The kind of boredom that, if experienced too much, can lead to depression (which is TOTALLY a real thing, by the way. Wikipedia that shit if you don’t believe me.)
“Gah, I’m so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrred!” whined Alfred.
“I know, me too,” I agreed miserably. Alfred only let out another frustrated groan in response.
“Ugh, this sucks!” he pouted, laying down on the couch.
“I’m sorry, Alfred. But what can we do?” I shrugged, trying not to sound as bad as I felt. I was being a terrible hostess!
Hmm.. Hostess. Now I’m sad because that company is gone Where’s that guy from Zombieland when you need him?!
Alfred also seemed deep in thought and upset, perhaps considering giving into the boredom. But suddenly, a s
No Coffee EnglandxReaderTea.No Coffee EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
You never cared much for it. It wasn’t your least favorite beverage, that spot belonged to the disgusting diet shakes your mother kept drinking and always begged you to try. Those were the worst by far!
That being said, tea still wasn’t that high on your list. You’d tried it before, and tried it again, but it just didn’t do anything for you.
No problem, you told yourself, Nobody says I have to drink it, right? And for a good portion of your life, that was true. No one would force you to drink if you didn’t want it, and most people didn’t really offer it to you anyway.
And then you made the error of falling for Arthur Kirkland.
Acquaintances for a long time before becoming friends, you started to pursue things once you realized you found yourself attracted to Brit. You didn’t think he suspected anything yet, which was fine. It gave you more time to – for lack of a better word – analyze him. See what he
Mr.Right AmericaxReaderMr.Right AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
"Damn it, Alfred!" ______ groaned as the lights suddenly went off. She grabbed her flashlight (this happened often enough that she was prepared now) turned it on, and stormed to their bedroom.
"Heheh... Hey babe." Alfred chuckled nervously, face like this
"Don't give me that!" ____ growled. "I thought you were gonna pay the electric bill!"
Alfred sighed. "I'm sorry, _____. I didn't have the money..."
"You could've asked me!"
_____ was the breadwinner in this relationship. Alfred had a job, but it was seasonal and didn't pay very well. Being a bit of a macho man, Alfred was extremely embarrassed by this fact. So he never went to _____ for money, no matter how many times she assured him it didn't make her think less of him.
"I know..." he conceded, laying down on the bed. _____ sat down next to him.
My girlfriend's got a boyfriend, funny
He doesn't make a dime all day
And all her girlfriends' boyfriends make money
What more can I say?
"I guess I'll just pay it tomorrow th
Overcoming Fear- EnglandxReaderAmerica sprinted back into the room where he heard a blood curdling scream. It sounded like his friend, _________, who was visiting him today. Sure enough, when he walked into the room, he found __________ curled up in a ball, eyes clenched shut and hands on her ears.Overcoming Fear- EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
"__________? What's wrong? "
_________ kept her ears covered, so she couldn't hear him. He reached down and pulled her hands away. When she did, her attention turned to the TV and she screamed, closing her eyes and shaking like a wet dog attempting to dry itself off.
"T-that thing!" She cried, pointing to the TV
America's attention turned to the TV and he looked confused.
"Zorak? I mean sure, he's kind of a douche, but…"
"N-no… the other one…"
"…You mean, Brak?"
_________ shuddered at even the sound of his name before nodding her head. "Y-yeah…"
America burst out into a huge fit of laughter. "A-ha-ha! Dude, are you serious right now? Haven't you seen space ghost?! He's totally harmless!"
"I know that, stupid! But I
Snow Storms EnglandxReaderYou were an idiot.Snow Storms EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
Those reports on the news warning of a blizzard? You ignored them. The lack of snow the past few years had caused you to lose your faith in winter and storms.
So like a fool, you went over to your dear friend Arthur's house today.
You stayed for a good few hours, but uh... you started to get hungry. And you'd heard the rumors about his cooking. Added to the fact that it was getting late and it was rather improper for you to stay so late a guy friend's house.... Well it just seemed like a good time to leave
But when you happened to open the door, you discovered the news report was right! The entire ground was covered in snow that came up to your knees. That you even got the door open was a miracle.
Arthur, who was seeing you to the door like a good host, gaped at the scene.
"You know, _______, you can always stay the night here..." He offered.
Your stomach told you it wasn't having that shit. It let out a loud growl, much to your embarrassment.
"N-no, that's okay!" yo
Thank you, Netflix! EnglandxReaderTwo.Thirty.Five.a.m.Thank you, Netflix! EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
That is the ungodly time England was woken up by a phone call. From the ringtone, "What makes you beautiful" (dawws), he knew it had to be ________.
"It's 2 in the sodding morning, _________. What the bloody hell do you want?!"
"Arthur, you need to get over here. Now."
The serious in her voice as well as what she said kind of turned him on a little. And it showed in his response.
"W-what? Why?" He asked, a million dirty thoughts going through his head.
"Because they have 'Once Upon a Time' on Netflix!"
England hung up the phone and practically flew to ________'s house. Sure getting laid would've been better, but Once Upon a Time? That was still pretty fucking great. And watching it with her would make it 100x better.
"Wow, that was fast." ________ teased.
"Well, I got the popcorn and the Tv's already on the show. Shall we?"
He smirked, locking arms with her and walking to the couch. While he did this in a playful manne
EnglandxReader: My Knight in a Green SweaterEnglandxReader: My Knight in a Green Sweater in Romance More Like This
"That's not funny Francis," you said reaching for your crown, "give it back!"
"Aww does the little princess want her stupid little tiara back?"
You started to cry, "My tiara isn't stupid, give it back!"
Francis continued to torment you until someone called out, "Give it back Francis…"
"Ohonhon, is the little black sheep trying to play the hero?"
"I said give it back to her," Arthur snapped.
Francis dropped your crown, breaking it, and ran off.
You continued to cry.
"I-I'm sorry," Arthur said.
You looked at him, "It's not your fault."
Arthur blushed and took your hand, "I'll make it up to you. Let's go make you a new one."
He led you to a bunch of field flowers and started to string them together, "Here." He placed the crown on your head.
You blushed, "T-thank you…Artie."
"Give me back my book Francis!"
"Not until you agree to go on a date with moi."
You growled and tried to climb over him to get your book, "I'll claw your eyes out! Give me back my book!"
PrussiaxReader: Backfired GloatingPrussiaxReader: Backfired Gloating in Romance More Like This
"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing much, you?"
Eliza bounced into the room, "__________ is writing a love note."
Your face turned red, "Eliza!"
Gilbert turned slightly pale although you didn't notice.
"Yup, but I told her it wasn't worth it," she continued, "I mean it's not like the boy she likes would ever like her back, I mean-."
"Shut up Eliza!" Gilbert snapped. "__________ is pretty, and
Punk!EnglandxPunk!Reader: GirlfriendPunk!EnglandxPunk!Reader: Girlfriend in Romance More Like This
“Give it up __________,” Eliza said taking a slurp from her drink, “he’s with that girl (least favorite name)…”
You squeezed your cup so hard it started to crinkle. The ‘happy couple’ was sitting in the corner booth having milkshakes. Running your tongue over you’re your lip rings your growled. Arthur Kirkland was a well-known punk rocker.
So why on earth was he dating that priss (least favorite name)?
“___________, we’re up,” Lili said. The five of you girls were in a band called ‘Heart Breakers’. You, Eliza, Lili, Kat, and Nat.
“Hey, Lili let’s try the song?”
She smiled and nodded, “You’re on.”
Once all five of you were on stage; Eliza on bass, Lili on keys, Kat on guitar, and Nat on drums. You stepped up to the mic.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new
EnglandxReader: Perfect EyesEnglandxReader: Perfect Eyes in Romance More Like This
“A-Alfred I need your help,” you said quietly. Alfred and you had been friends for a few years and over that time you had met many of his friends. Most of you got along, but one was different. Arthur Kirkland. He probably had the world’s biggest eyebrows.
However you seemed to get a crush on him.
“What is it _____________?”
“Y-you see I have this crush on someone and I don’t know how to tell him.”
Alfred smiled, “Dude, no need to explain. I knew it would happen sooner or later!”
“Really?” you asked surprised that the usually thick American would have figured out your crush before anyone else.
He put his arm around your shoulders, “Yeah, I mean we’ve been friends for a while so it was obvious.”
Your eyes widened, “Really?”
Alfred sighed, “It was only a matter of time really.”
“That you would fall for me of course!”
You felt your jaw drop and yo
PrussiaxReader: CinderellaPrussiaxReader: Cinderella in Romance More Like This
It was a Saturday night and as usual you were in a fight with your older brother Arthur. "Come on Artie let me you!"
"Do you know what kind of guys are actually at those parties _____________?"
"You go to those parties," you snapped back.
His face went red with anger, "Exactly my point, this is my chance to get drunk and not give a damn about the consequences I don't want you there!"
"The British dude is right," Alfred said.
You crossed your arms, "It's not fair."
"Life's not fair," Arthur snipped. "Come on Al, we're leaving."
"W-wait for me," Matthew said quietly following them out the door.
"It's not fair!" you pouted collapsing onto the couch.
A voice from the other side of the couch giggled, "Ohonhon~."
You snapped up, "Hello?"
"Francis, what the hell are you doing in my house?" You threw a pillow at the offending Frenchman.
Francis smiled, "I couldn't help overhearing your problem cheri, and I have the perfect solution."
"Yeah and what's that?" you asked sarcastically.
EnglandxReader: Family MorningsEnglandxReader: Family Mornings in Romance More Like This
You smiled as you sat up in bed. Pulling the sheets closer to your body you looked over at your sleeping husband. He was snoring. Mouth hanging open, drooling on the pillow.
Brushing a bit of hair out of his face you leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek. You always got up this early to make him tea and breakfast before he woke up. Slipping out of bed you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
He was trying to pull you back in his sleep. Gingerly you disentangled his arms from you and slipped on your bathrobe.
You made him his tea and some eggs and toast.
Mama, a little voice from the kitchen whispered. You turned to see Matthew.
What is it baby?
Matthew was holding his toy bear to his chest, Im hungry can we have pancakes?
You shook your head, How about toast?
The ten year old sighed, but nodded and sat at the kitchen table rubbing his eyes.
A few mintues later rapid footsteps were heard, MA!
F.A.C.E.xReader: Movie NightF.A.C.E.xReader: Movie Night in Humor More Like This
"Artie, get the popcorn!" you shouted. "The movie's starting!"
"Don't call me that!"
Alfred pulled you onto his lap. "Come on babe; move over so Artie can sit down."
Francis gave a pervyish laugh as your face turned red.
"Ohonhon, you don't want to sit on Alfred's lap, who don't you sit on mine?"
"Shut up you perverted frog!"
"Guys the movie's starting," Matthew whispered.
A small voice from Matthew's bear asked, "Who are you."
Matt sighed, "I'm Matthew…"
"Dude, Matt, I didn't see you there!"
"Be quiet Alfie," you said using the nickname you knew he hated. His face turned red and he shut up.
After the movie was over Alfred jumped up and shouted, "THAT WAS AWESOME!"
You had fallen to the floor and on top of Francis.
"Mon cher, all you had to do was-."
"Knock it off," everyone said.
You ended up sitting on Francis's lap for the next movie which was England's choice. Casino Royale.
"That was pretty interesting," you said.
"My turn," Matthew said quietly.
EnglandxChubby!Reader: CutieEnglandxChubby!Reader: Cutie in Romance More Like This
We all have things about ourselves we’d like to change. For instance you knew that your boyfriend would love to have thinner eyebrows. Due to the nonstop teasing from a certain Frenchman, Arthur was insecure about his eyebrows.
And due to the teasing and ridicule of your female peers you were insecure about your weight.
That was how you ended up on the sofa eating ice cream crying into a pillow.
And that’s where your boyfriend found you.
“Go away!” you moaned stuffing your mouth with (favorite flavor) ice cream. “I’m feeling miserable.”
Arthur sat next to you and put his hand on your back, “And why is that love?”
You looked up at him, “I’m fat!”
He sat there stunned, “W-what?”
“A bunch of girls came up to me today and told me I’m fat!”
Arthur rubbed your back soothingly, “You’re not fat. I promise.”
You let out another wail and stuffed your m
SpainxReader: Just Childhood FriendsSpainxReader: Just Childhood Friends in Romance More Like This
"__________, this is Toni," your mother said, "his mother and I have some business to discuss. Why don't you go play?"
You nodded and held your Bob the Tomato plushie tighter.
Toni was play with blocks with two babies, when he looked up you could see his eyes brighten. "Hi!"
You waved shyly.
"I'm Toni, who are you?"
"Do you want to play with me?"
You nodded and sat down.
He pointed to the two babies, "This is Lovi and Feli."
Bob creased as you held him tighter.
"Do you like tomatoes?"
Looking down you noticed he had noticed your toy. "Y-yes."
He smiled, he was missing his two front teeth, "I think you and I will become best friends."
Toni could remember to this day how he met __________. She was so shy when he first met her, now she was bubbly and outgoing like he was.
It had been around two years ago that he realized he didn't like ___________ anymore. There was no way he could ever view her as a friend ever again. He was in love with her, it was l
SpainxReader: AnnoyingSpainxReader: Annoying in Romance More Like This
“Ugg, you’re so annoying!” you shouted at the Spaniard.
Antonio had been following you and annoying you everywhere.
“Señorita ___________, wait for me!”
You turned around to face him, “Antonio Carriedo. Leave. Me. ALONE!”
He looked hurt, “But __________-.”
“No!” you snapped, “I’m sick of you following me around like a lost puppy! Go bother someone else!”
Toni took a step back and the turned around and ran off.
“Thank God,” you murmured and walked away.
A week later you noticed a strange empty feeling in your stomach…you didn’t know why, but you got this feeling that something was missing.
“Lovino…do you know where Toni is?”
The Italian scowled at you, “Probably under the bleachers, as usual. Nice job you witch.”
Your eyes widened as he walked off. However you went to find the silly Spaniard.
“Toni…Toni are you here?”
Prussian Stereotypes...?Prussian Stereotypes...? in Humor More Like This
NOTE~~P.o.V has changed and will for the future ones~~
“Keeeeeese (your name), what are you looking at?” your Prussian friend Gilbert asked, glancing over your slumped shoulder to see you were on some random site.
“Just looking for something.” you replied back, resting your chin on your free hand while clicking around the site, hoping to find something decent.
Gilbert was still not convinced it was just 'something'. You never just 'walked into his house and used his computer for no reason' unless it was for something important.
Usually it was either something for homework, or your family was hogging the computer(s) in your house.
“Are you suree?~” he laughed, before pulling up a chair next to you with a big grin on his face.
“Som'zing you need to ask the awesome me?”
You rolled your eyes, however having to smile at the same time.
“Yes. If I can find any...” you slowly trailed off while scrolling down a specific site, cau
British Stereotypes..British Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
The blond haired english man looked towards his friend (your name), raising an eyebrow in the process.
"Yes (your name)?"
Without warning, the blond man's eyes widened as (your name) opened his mouth as if trying to seek some buried teasure. She peered into his mouth and stared at his teeth.
"You don't have bad teeth Arthur!"
"Bloody hell woman!?" Arthur turned red, realizing how close her mouth was to his, however the girl in front of him didn't care.
(Your name) pulled out a small notepad and paper and checked something off.
Arthur began to get curious.
"What's that (your name)..?" he asked as calmly as he could. He was beginning to get worried of what she was planning.
"A list." she mumbled, not paying much attention to her british friend.
She looked up at him, her (e/c) eyes shining.
"I'm trying to see if the british stereotypes are real!" she sounded so happy about it.
Arthur didn't like it one bit, but before he could ask, she was blurting out questions.
Norwegian Stereotypes..Norwegian Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Norwegian's look as if they're soaked in bleach.."
Lukas Bondevik, turned his head to see (first name) (last name) glaring at a computer screen, seemingly talking to herself.
Finding this all to interesting, Lukas peered over, accidentally resting his head on her shoulder, making her gasp and turn to see him.
"Lukas you scared me!" she replied, clicking the minimize button.
"What were you looking at?" he asked, taking the mouse, putting his hand over hers and moving the mouse back to the website she was on. It wasn't really a site though. She was looking up 'Norwegian Stereotypes', and Lukas raised an eyebrow.
(Your name) just let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Can I ask you a few questions then?" she smiled brightly, with Lukas giving her another strange look.
(your name) went right to it, and began to asking questions.
"Does everyone ski in Norway?"
"No." Lukas answered rather quickly. He thought he should maybe speak a little slower.
"Hmm.." (your name) went on. "Is it true that m
Italian Stereotypes..Italian Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Feliciano can I ask you a question?"
A happy-go-lucky italian lifted his head from his bowl of pasta to see his friend (your name) using his computer.
"(N)-(Your name)!? How'd you ah get in my house-"
"Are Italian's all loud?"
Feliciano looked almost offended.
"N-no. Bu-but why are you-"
"Is it true most to all italians are fat and hairy?"
The italian man's eyes widened. His brows then made a depressed look.
"No (Your name)! See! Look at me!"
(Your name) turned to see her italian friend point to himself, and taking a look at hm she knew that wasn't true. Well..for him at least.
"Is that all (your name)? I would like to-"
(Your name)'s eyes glared onto the screen before laughing out loud. Feliciano still didn't look to happy.
"What is it now (your)-"
"Is is true italians have ties with the mafia?" she began to laugh again. "Wow."
Feliciano poked his friend in the shoulder. (Your name) turned her head to be..extremely close to his. She didn't even know he was there.
"Those things aren'
Canadian Stereotypes..Canadian Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Do canadians kids ride polar bears to school?"
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, peered up from his newspaper to look at his friend, (your name) glaring into the computer screen in front of her.
"Uh...no (your name), we don't ride polar bears at all." he said, flipping to a new page without hassle.
"Okay." she sighed, making a funny shape with her tounge while waiting for the next page to load. Matthew gave her a little look before looking back blushing. She's so damn cute, he thought.
"Do canadians play hockey all the time?"
Matthew gave a puzzling look before finally answering.
"N-no. Some don't play hockey at all much less every-"
"Is it true you put mayple syrup on everything?"
Matthew turned lightly pink, becayse of the horrible stereotypicalism. Did people really think that about canadians? Nobody remembered him anyway so what did it matter? What was worse to him now what was (your name) thought of him.
"Do canadians give people whatever they want because their 'soo' nice?
French Stereotypes..French Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Francis, is it true french people drink wine like water?"
The blond haired french-man looked over at his friend (your name), and a smile appeared on his face.
"Well I love za wine~" he laughed. "But non. It's not drunk like water-"
"Is is true french wash less often than others?"
He nearly screamed. Well he did, just in a non-many way.
"Zat is not true (your name)! I love to be clean!" he flipped his hair with a wink, making (your name) smrik and turn back into her seat.
"What are you doing anyway?" Francis peered over his friends shoulder to see 'French Stereotypes' on the screen. He didn't seem to happy about it.
"(Your name) don't tell me your-"
"Is it true french people are rude and racist?"
"NON!" Francis shouted, a little more angry than girly this time.
"Well is it true french always eat frogs all the time?"
Francis sighed, and just answered the questions.
"Zat is not true either."
(Your name) sighed, and began to tap her fingers along the desk. To Francis, he thought it was pr
Scottish Stereotypes..Scottish Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
Alistair Kirkland, let out a huge breath of smoke, as he peered down over the couch arm to see his friend (your name) flipping open a laptop screen.
“What are ye doin'?” he asked, his thick accent made her want to swoon.
“I want to ask you some questions.” she answered, hoping her friend would agree instead of finding a bypass to avoid it.
“Fine then.” he grumbled. “But be quick.”
By then, (your name) was already on the apparent 'site' and began to scroll down the page.
“Is is true that Scottish are all gingers?”
Alistair looked to the top of his head to see a little glimpse of his red hair. He already knew he had RED hair, but the question (your name) just said sounded dumb.
“No lass. Not all Scottish are...'gingers'.”
(Your name) gave him a cute smiled, before continuing down the page. Alistair, however still didn't get the idea.
“All Scottish people eat haggis?”
“No (your name).” Alistair
Swedish Stereotypes..Swedish Stereotypes.. in Romance More Like This
"(Name), I wouldn't try it." your Danish friend Matias laughed, while chugging down the last bit of beer in his mug. "He doesn't care."
"Of course he will!" you protested, clicking to the site you were looking at before.
Matias just laughed again, and continued his way into the kitchen in hopes of finding more beer to survive off of.
"He will listen.." you mumble to yourself, scrolling down the page to find different 'Swedish Stereotypes'.
It was or maybe would be the only way to get his attention. You tried before, but it never seemed to work. You'd ask him some questions and maybe have a chance at finally talking to the quiet man.
"Oh Berwald!" you called over, seeing him step in the doorway with Tino and Lukas. "Do you have any time?"
He only nodded his head and grunted, giving you the impression he didn't really care. Biting you lip, you wondered if Matias was right.
"Where's the idiot?" Lukas asked, holding two brown bags mostly filled with beer inside. Probably for Matias.
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"(Nameee)? You paying attention?"
You blinked a few times, to look straight into the green eyes of your Spanish friend Antonio. You gave him a reasuring smile, before slumping back in your seat.
If it wasn't obvious enough, you really liked him, and there was only one way you could really get to see him often..
"Do you really want to learn Spanish (Name)?"
You looked up at Antonio and nodded.
He sighed though, not sounding very amused.
You felt your ears begin to heat up, at the thoughts running through your mind.
The reason for being so distracted, was because of a certain someone's behind.
That's right, once your Spanish friend turned his back towards to write on the chalkboard, your eyes focused right towards his buttoks. The rumors you heard were true, Antonio really did have a nice ass.
He never did seem like the stereotypes you found online. But, you still wanted to ask anyway.
"Okay (name) translate-"
"Can I ask you a few questions?" you asked while raisi
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“Yao can you make more of these?” an English head peered around the corner of the kitchen, still trying to finish his last dumpling.
“Arrg!” the Chinese man groaned, wishing he could just chuck the stirring spoon he was holding across the room. “Coming up...” he finally sighed, knowing raging wouldn't solve his problems.
He was supposed to be 'nice' to the other countries, but he didn't think that would end up having to serve them left right and centre.
“Right!” the Englishman grinned, before returning into the other room.
Moments after, Yao finally began to calm down until a certain person entered the room with a giant grin on their face. That person, was none other than (First name) (Last name), who had some fun questions she wanted answered.
“HEY YAO!!” she shouted excitedly in his ear, only it ended with him getting scared, and spilling a whole new plate of dumplings on the ground.
There was a moment of silence, as if they
Sexual Tension: England x ReaderWARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.”Sexual Tension: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
“I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!”
“At least I’m civilized, arse!”
“Well, your language begs to differ!”
“Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering.
But both of you turned to him in a rage and yelled, “FAT ASS!” which effectively sent him away to sulk.
I guess all of you must have been pretty boring, and with you taking care of fighting with England, France was dozing off before you screamed. He groggily opened his eyes, calling out, “I disagree with all of you.”
“SHUT IT, FROG!” you and England yelled again, onl
Romano x ReaderWARNING: Swearing. In English, and what I hope (from Google Translate) is Italian. (If someone familiar at all with the profanity of the language wanted to confirm that for me I’d be forever grateful, because I trust Google Translate with that task as much as I would trust a drunk Prussia to hold my newborn child.) Anyway, it’s Romano, so if you don’t like swears, GTFO. Now. See? I swear, Reader-chan swears, Romano swears, we all swear. It’s healthy.Romano x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
“Why can’t I meet your brother, Lovino?” you asked the grumpy man, slinging an arm around his shoulders as he sat on the couch.
He blushed a little, turning away. You were the only one that tolerated his temper and language, and managed to match it with your own. “I-I just don’t want you to, okay _____? Jeez, ragazza, can’t you let this go?”
“No.” you said stubbornly staring at him. “Tell me.”
He turned back to stare into your (e/c) eyes with a look
Trust: Thief!England x Police!Reader"What did you steal this time, Iggy?" you asked casually, tossing your bag down on the floor of the examination room by the table.Trust: Thief!England x Police!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
He grinned at you, "Long time no see, poppet. And why do you call me Iggy?" The green emeralds bore into you, attempting to dazzle you with their charm, but you weren't falling for it.
"You won't tell me your real name, and you're not in the books. You don't exist, and you're a crafty little greedy imbecile. So you're my little Ichabod Crane. And someday I'll trip you up with nothing more that a pumpkin and a horse." you sneered. This man was the bane of your existence. He had evaded capture for so long, you could barely stand it.
He looked at you, "Now that's just not fair, love. I'm nothing like Ichabod Crane. He's tall and lanky, and is out to steal Katrina's fortune. I'm a little on the short side, if I admit it, and I'd never do something so disgraceful. I'm like Robin Hood, I steal from the rich, to help myself, a poor soul."
You looked at him,
Should I Stay Or Should I Go? Punk!EnglandxReaderWARNING: Punk!Iggy, being sexy as hell, but with quite a potty mouth. Not that you don’t love it, my lovelies. I butt in once, but it’s Prussia’s fault. So don’t judge. And if you don’t like this song, you do not deserve Punk!Iggy, and can just leave. This is classic British Punk, where they took Pop and vomited all over it. Enjoy! ^^Should I Stay Or Should I Go? Punk!EnglandxReader in General Fiction More Like This
Oh and bear with me here, I’m trying to write a French accent this time.
h-> ‘ (feedback on this would be great, is it too hard to read?)
“Bloody frog!” Arthur hollered at the blond fellow that seemed to be diving for treasure in some bimbo’s mouth.
Breaking away with a glare, Francis looked up at the punk. “What is it? Can you not see I’m busy ‘ere?”
“Whatever, slime, I need to chat.” he said, grabbing the fancy blue dress shirt’s collar and dragging him away from the girl who didn’t really seem to care much that she’d lost her
An Awesome Specimen: Prussia x ReaderBored out of your mind in double bio, you had a terrible substitute. The type that won’t let you leave the classroom, and will actually take your phone or iPod or the occasional fancy calculator away and won’t give it back. She wouldn’t even let you leave the classroom to get more homework, and you had finished the dinky little busy work in the first ten minutes of class. Most of the kids were talking quietly, which surprisingly the sub didn’t seem to care about, but you were in the class with no friends.An Awesome Specimen: Prussia x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
So you were stuck in here for the next hour and a half or so, and you had actually started to read the textbook. Figuring you’d skim what you’d be learning next, you opened up to the section on pigments.
When you got to the albinos, you instantly looked up at Gilbert Beilschmidt. That of course made your heart flutter for a moment, as you met his scarlet gaze and let your eyes drop back down to the textbook.
And it was fascinating. The white tint wa
Stereo Hearts: England x Reader songficIf I was just another dusty record on the shelfStereo Hearts: England x Reader songfic in General Fiction More Like This
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like it read well, check it, Travie, I can handle that
You opened up the window, sticking out your head to find the source of the music. It had streamed into your ears late at night, and you had finally broken down to try to find its source. Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heros drifted towards you, making you smile. Another voice called your name, "_____?" You looked down onto your back lawn to see Arthur Kirkland. In his grasp, held high above his heads, was a big old fashioned stereo. Your eyes widened.
It was cheesy as hell. It was classic. It was... Arthur. You grinned wider than you thought possible, and jumped out the window, scaring him half to death. But you landed on your feet, as you had done it many times before. Arthur set the boom box down and you hugged him tightly. He pulled back, taking his class ring in one h
I Hate Everything About You: Prussia x ReaderWARNING: I haven’t sworn yet, but probably will, so I’m putting this up here. I also might have and forgotten... Whatever. (I just started swearing a lot. There’s name calling, so that means lots of swearing. ^^) I’ll apologize in advance for my usage of teenage slang. I hang out with very eloquent people... So I’m not used to all this nonsense, even if I’m surrounded by it I try to tune it out.I Hate Everything About You: Prussia x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Walking down the hallway of your new school, you heard something peculiar. Annoying, in fact. A male’s voice, that was at such a loud frequency it positively grated on your nerves.
Then, just as you were nearing him, you saw the irritant. It was an albino. And as far as you could see, he was a typical teenage guy. Only decent for some dissection. Even more so that he was albino... an intriguing specimen for sure. You pondered this as he hollered, “I am awesome!”
Relatively loudly, just as you passed him, you said, “No you
Strong: England x Sick!ReaderYour grasp had always been strong. Even in sleep, when England slid his hand into yours, you would hold on to him as though your life depended on it. He could snuggle into your sleeping form and you would hug him with all your strength. When the dreams of the past, the all consuming loneliness, overtook him, England only needed to find you. Awake or otherwise, you would comfort him to the best of your ability.Strong: England x Sick!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Your silhouette could instantly calm him, as your breathing was always strong and deep. (h/c) spilled over your face, and those brilliant (e/c) eyes were closed but active even in sleep.
But your grasp wasn’t strong now. It was weak and lifeless as you slowly slipped through his fingers. He had known you would die before him, but he had never accepted it. England had always assumed you’d let him try some spell to give you immortality so the two of you could stay together. Or at least that you would have the full life experience of the average adult.
Because he had the
Simple Arithmetic: Papa!EnglandxDead!Reader"Mattie!" Alfred yelled out, calling the other soft spoken boy into the playroom.Simple Arithmetic: Papa!EnglandxDead!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew walked over to his brother who had his head buried deep within a chest of their fathers. "Why are you looking at Dad's old clothes?" Mattie asked Alfred.
"Never mind that, would you look at some of this?" Alfred exclaimed, pulling out an old plaid detective hat and placing it on his head. "I'm going to be Sherlock Holmes, and you can be Watson!" he said, pulling out a bowler hat and sticking it on Matthew's head.
Arthur had stopped once he heard the conversation, and was about to tell them not to mess with his things, when he heard them talking about Sherlock Holmes. He chuckled at the thought of the American boy taking an interest in something British, so he let the messing with his stuff slide. Arthur just stood right outside the doorway, listening to them for a moment.
"But, Alfred, what's the mystery?" Mattie asked, pulling the hat back up from over his violet eyes so he could see.
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“No,” you said with a small smile on your face that the blond could tell was fake, “I hate goodbyes. They’re pointless, when I’m going to see you again soon. Only if I was actually never going to see you would I say something like that.”
Alfred stared at you, confused for a moment, then said with a toothy grin, “Until we meet again, then, _____!”
“Yeah, I’ll see you!” you said, a wider, truer smile gracing your face and making Alfred swell with happiness.
You hated goodbyes. There was no point to them, and you always made a point of saying so. Alfred loved watching your face light up as he remember and told you that you would meet him again.
He remembered how your face fell on that last day. Alfred couldn’t tell what was on your mind that day, but now he had a pretty good guess as to why you stuttered in your reply, “G-Goodbye, Alfie.”
Alfred had been to that little field full of wildflowers the two o
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You walked into your house, grateful the work day was over. You were exhausted and flopped yourself onto the couch. As soon as you had sat down, there was a knock at the door. "Just come in, I'm too lazy to get it..." It was Britain. He walked into the door, and sat beside you. Something seemed different, he wasn't dressed the same as usual, his general aura was that of a different man, yet, you knew it was him.
"You remember how we got together, right?" He looked at you, stroking your thigh with his fingertips. "That party, that git America sponsored...well...I think I should let loose around you a little more." He placed his index finger in his collar and slowly loosened his tie, revealing his neck. "I've been a gentleman a long time you see..." His shirt fell limp to the floor. "But long ago..." He hovered over you, his nose to yours, staring into your eyes. You felt your heartbeat in your veins. "I was a pirate." Your eyes widened. He took your body onto his, pulling at your
Prussia-Seven minutesYou reached into the box and felt something partly wet and partly crusty. Out of disgust and curiosity, , you pull the item out to see a bloodies up napkin. Prussia gives out a laugh. "That's me!" He looked at you up and down confidently, but, moments later, a shroud of gloom and embarrassment fell upon him. He dragged you into the closet. "Uhhh..." He said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Are you okay?" You asked him, placing your hand on his shoulder. He squirmed rapidly. "O-Of course I'm FINE! L-Let go of me!" He threw your hand away from him. The two of you were silent for a few moments. "Truth is..." He said shamefully/ "I've never liked..or had a girlfriend. I grew up around only men." He said, turning his face away from yours. You placed both hands on his face bringing your foreheads and noses together. "It's alright." you said, and his blush intensified. "But...But I've always liked YOU." He said. "____ Chan...Will...*sigh* Will you be my first girlfriend?" He askedPrussia-Seven minutes in Short Stories More Like This
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It was that time again. The 7 minutes in heaven party. America loved the chance to stick people with others they didn't even know. Surprisingly, you were very excited and ready for anything, or so you thought. When you walked into the crowded room, your confidence went down the drain. All the faces and conversation floating about deflated and belief in yourself you had initially.
"Hey! If it isn't "___"! It's great to see you again!" America stepped up and hugged you.
"Ready to get this party started?" America saluted you and walked away. "Okay guys! It's party time! You ready mother f-"
"That's quite enough, you wanker. Let us begin." Britain placed his hand over america's mouth. "Shall we?" He smiled and placed the names in the hat on the table. All the people gathered around. "You go first, "___"" Britain smiled at you.
You reached in the hat. you pulled out Britain's name and immediately your eyes widened. Britain was your one and only crush. You loved everything about him. F
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"Hey guys! It's time for seven minutes in heaven! It's been such a long time! I hope you all are ready!"
America gave a thumbs up to the crowd. You stood in embarrassment, this was your first time coming to a party, and you only came because your friend made you.
"Since you're one of the only ladies here, why d-don't you go? I'd rather not...b-be stuck in a closet with a boy..."
Canada said shyly.
You walked up the the enormous hat and reached in.
You felt a furry, irregular shape; it was a fake mustache.
"Hey-a that's me..."
Romano blushed and looked at you.
You smiled and walked toward him timidly.
"You two have fun now!"
America waved you two to the closet.
Romano grabbed you hand and took you inside.
"S-so, how're you? I-I'm rather nervous my self...d-dammit."
He started to curse under his breath.
You forced out the words while shaking.
"H-hey, you're nervous too...t-that makes me feel better..."
He edged toward you and placed his hand on your cheek.
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December 27. Your Christmas was less than fun, and you even had to been alone for it.
You were walking to your local diner to grab some grub.
You see that it is a ghost town; but one man eating a cheeseburger and extra large fries.
You get an awkward feeling.
"I-I don't like this." You grumbled to yourself as you nervously approached the counter.
"H-hello, How may I help you?" A young man with curly locks waited on you by the bar.
You order and take a seat. The man with the shake moves over to the seat next to your and slurps in your ear while gazing at you. Frustrated, you turn towards him.
"Excuse me? Can I help you?" You can feel your eyebrow twitching in frustration. As though his slurping and staring wasn't enough; call me maybe began to play from the speakers.
You felt your fist tighten. You didn't think today was going to go well.
"Hey, man, you look kinda...tense? You need a massage?" The man walked behind you and slowly rubbed his hands across your shoulders. You shutter
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It was your turn. You had heard so much about these parties for seven minutes in heaven, and people were running out to be with, so you were there today;the room was still packed.
"Hey man, you're just in time! I'm glad you made it! Otherwise we would've had to cancel!" America shook your hand and hugged you. "Yeah man, rock out! You better get ready for a good time, and help yourself to our food! France helped! Just stay away from the crumpets man, you might throw up..." America waved and walked away.
You walked over to the punch bowl and waited for the party to start, snacking on some Oreos. America walked in front of the congregation and waved his hand.
"Hey guys! It's time! Stop shoving your faces with food and get y'all's asses over here!" He winked to you and gave you a thumbs up. "Ready, ___? It gets awkward at times..." America wrapped his arm around you and nudged you. "B prepared for whomever ya get!"
The whole party was around the table, awaiting you to choose. You reached y
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It was morning. You didn't want it to be...there was school and you had gotten no sleep.
"___-chan, it's time to go! Hurry, you'll be late for class!"
Your room mate called out.
But you weren't going to go to class today. It wasn't your thing to skip class, but today was going to be different.
"Okay...you're taking too long! You can drive yourself to school!"
Your roommate left you alone.
You hopped out of bed and showered, deciding you'd hit a party instead...it would be the first you'd ever been to, and a party would be much more fun than grueling first-year college classes.
You go on your way. Your car took ages to start.
"Ah, here it is..."
A local, and well renowned pub.
As you walk in you immediately notice a man with glasses mocking a frail looking boy.
"Come on, brah! You can't even TRY to hold your liquor?"
"I-I'd rather not try...it...it just isn't my thing..." The frail boy shuttered.
The stronger looking man knocked him on the back of the head.
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"PARTY TIME, MOFO'S!" America stood in front of the crowd with the hat, confetti blowing all over him. "It'll be the best closet time yet! Everyone ready to get this show on the road?" Everyone nodded their agreements and continued to begin the game.
You were selected to be the first the pull from the hat. You were a little nervous, but completely ready. You had nothing against anyone in the room and had always wanted to try the game.
"Come on-a! The suspense! It's killing me!" Italy flailed around and blushed. You looked at the paper.
"C'est moi?" France blew you a kiss. He was right, it was him. You always thought France was too perky for you, but proceeded to him and took his arm. "O-honhon, this will be fun, mon Chérie..." He lead you to the closet and sat you both down. "So, my dear sweet, what's on your mind?" He held your hands in his and pressed his lips to your hand. Your eyes widened. What was there to say? You were locked in a closet with a total pervert for 7 minutes. Dd
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"Good evening, Aru! It's seven minutes in heaven time!" China smiled and clapped is hands together. "This is my first time participating! I'm excited, Aru!"
"That's right dudes, old man China is joining us today! So stay on your toes! Lets hope pretty lady ____ gets him!" America joked, nudging China.
"Oh shut up America, you stupid kid!" China stepped forward. "Since I'M the oldest, I'll be taking charge, Aru!" He placed the bucket on the table. "Go ahead ___-Aru! Just don't get America, he's a jerk."
You drew a name and looked at the paper. "Oh wow! It IS you China!" You smiled and showed him the paper.
"Yay! This will be fun, I promise! Lets get going!" China pulled you into the closet. "Panda has been looking forward to this all day!" He hurriedly sat down Indian style with both hands on his lap. "So! I heard this was really interesting, aru.neveryones been talking about it! I'm not even sure what it is! But I guess I'll find out Aru! So, about me...I'm the oldest, I do Tai Chi eve
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"Aight guys!" America stepped into the room. "it's time for a new 7 minutes in heaven! Everyone ready? This is gonna be awesome yo! Rock out guys!" America shook his head and body furiously with excitement.
"May we please begin? This is already a waste of time..." Austria spoke out, rubbing his eyebrows impatiently.
"Course dude! Let's get this show on the road. Go ahead, ___. You're the girl, and I know you want 'somma of this, so you better get my item sexy!"
You were irritated by his comment and determined not to get his item. You felt a smooth, soft
and rectangular item, and picked it up. It was a piece of ivory.
"Why...that's my item..." Austria ceased rubbing his eyebrows and walked towards you. "I do hope you understand there will be no sexual play in the closet, understood? It isn't civilized, a-and I'd much rather keep it that way." You nodded and walked into the closet.
"So, what exactly is this all about? I don't really...want to b-be into this...It's a bit iffy if you ask
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You part your (color) bangs from your face in frustration. "Come on Alfred, What's up with Arthur lately?" you demanded as you clutched the cell phone tighter around your hand. "Well... He's.. Er... Studying?" Alfred puzzled trying to find a good answer. 'Someone should really tell him how bad of a liar he really is..' you mentally sigh.
"___________, I promised not to tell.." you American friend whined. "Well, I was forced too.."
Something was off, for the past couple months. Arthur hasn't been talking to you. It was weird considering he was your best friend. Hell even more to you. He would go to you for anything if something was wrong. The way Alfred kept putting off your questions. Made you worried and concern over your British friend. "Well, is he at least home?" you ask in hope of any real sort of answer. "Yeah...""I'll visit him then!" you declared. Before any protest from the American you closed your phone darting towards Arthur's home.
Luckily you were already on your usual wa
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You approached the Kirkland manor as dusk was about to hit. You press the doorbell and quickly draw your hand back into your coat pocket. 'Of all days, Iggy just had to drag me out of my apartment into the cold for a movie night.' You thought grimly.
You go to press the doorbell again. "For a gentleman, he sure is keeping his company waiting." you shivered out from the cold.
A click from the door made your ears perk up in excitement. All you wanted was warmth right now. Arthur opened the door just enough for you to mindlessly tackle yourself in. The British man surprisingly dodged you barging in. "Oi you twat! You almost knocked me over!" Arthur hissed out in brief annoyance. You sigh give a short puppy eyed glance "It was cold, I was helpless. I needed warmth.." You pouted.
A small blush brushed against his cheek at your attempt of innocence.
He turned to the door hiding a small smile. "Er whatever love.." He trailed off closing the door.
"So! What movie did you want to see so badly t
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You began looking at your British boyfriend Arthur Kirkland, who slept beside you. You sigh shifting out of your bed and headed toward the bathroom. You stare at the mirror pinching your chubby belly. Turning and posing, trying to find anything good about your body. Sadly you still found you body absolutely disgusting. How you ever got a boyfriend. You'll never know.
'It won't take Arthur before long to leave me...' you thought sadly.
You always over heard Arthur lecturing Alfred, His little brother on his weight. It was a matter of time before he would soon realize he was a dating a pig as well. You have always been on the bigger side. Always trying to diet, exercise and nothing seem to slim down.
You try keeping a smile, only to show in front of your peers that you were as happy as happy can be. When you fully knew you were not happy. You loved Arthur and would do anything in the world for him.
"___________?" A sleepy Arthur from the bedroom asked.
You took one more glance at the mir
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You stood there glaring at your boyfriend, You were a mess from cooking dinner. He was playing that Black OPS on his Xbox 360. He has completely zoned out. He hasn't spent a single minute with you. That's all he played for 3 weeks straight. Minus the eating, short naps, potty breaks and quick showering.
You sigh giving a fake smile "Alfie come to dinner please." you offered with optimism.
He paused his game and stared at you in a zombified state. "Eh? Oh... Just bring the grub here babe!" He grinned. You frowned "No, come to the table to eat" You pouted.
"Aw come on _______! I'm on round 45!" He whined.
You couldn't take it anymore. "Alfred! Table! Now! Stop being a jerk!"You demanded. He just flinched. You stomped toward the Xbox 360 turning it off. Earning a certain yelp from Alfred. "Dude! Not cool!" He shrieked.
You didn't care at this point. You were fuming with anger. "You've been playing that game endlessly! I like video games too but this is just.... UGH!" you yell holding you
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You sat at the usual lunch table with your best friend Mathew Williams. He was reading some fantasy book. He looked as if he was caught up in another daydream within the book. You loved how much of a nerd he was sometimes. It was cute, but you would never admit that. You were to shy to confront you own feelings to the equally shy Canadian boy you've always been best friends with.
You munch on pizza minding your own business until Mathew's half wit brother Alfred shows up. Alfred looked a lot like Mathew. Only with shorter sandy blonde hair with baby blue eyes. He was a bit taller as well. He was cute too, you admit thoughtfully. Though the teasing ruined the image a bit.
"Sup tubba wubba!" Alfred grinned a toothy grin.
You look down, slowly putting your pizza back onto the lunch tray. "Hey..." you mumble shyly.
Unknowingly, Mathew shot a glare towards his brother for the comment towards you.
Not wanting to get teased any further you try making a quick exit. "Erm well.. I'll be leaving
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You locked your (Color) eyes into the bright blue eyes of Alfred. They lit up the dim closet you were cramped in. He kept that same goofy grin. While your's stayed in torment. A blush peaks through your cheeks.
'How did it ever end up like this?' you thought as your mind raced.
You stare at the goofy grin of your neighbor Alfred pinning a "PARTY HERE" sign on his front lawn. You both went to the same college. Had some of the same classes. Just another loud college party."Great, I'll need to find my sound proof headphone tonight." you grumbled under your breath. You made your way to your mailbox trying to act unnoticed. Until a certain someone grabs your shoulder. You squeaked at the touch. "Yo! _______! Coming to my Parteh~!" The obnoxious boomed in excitement. You only turned around brushing his hand off.
"Aren't your 'Parteh's' for Popular kids only?" You questioned trying to hide a small blush from his goofy face. You never partied much, better yet never been invited to a party. Unl
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Years have past since that day. The day you got your revenge against the ones that hurt you for some many years. You regretted your decision a few times since then.. The fate was sealed right then and there. You wondered 'What if?'. Fearing that you would of been caught for such a heinous murder. Oliver took it upon himself to take you away. Hide away from the world. Change identities and if anyone questioned otherwise..
Well Oliver would fix that problem.
You get up from your chair to gaze out the grand window. The country side of England was such a wonderful site. It felt homely.
The question was, you had no idea how you got here. After the event of hacking your bullying apart. You spiraled into tears, not believe what you have done. You just snapped... You had to quickly get out of town.
"O-Oliver! What the hell are we going to do!" you cried staring at your blood stained palms. Oliver quickly brought you into another hug.
"We're leaving poppet" he whispered softly w
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"__________! You'll never get away with this!" Alfred shouted over the others at the world meeting at you. You only giggled sticking your tongue out and hid behind the infamous BTT (Bad Touch Trio).
Alfred in a enraged motion threw a small tantrum. "Germany! __________ glued my butt to a chair again!" The American whined. Germany only gave a annoyed sigh rubbing the temples on his head. "You can't prove anything!" You retorted crossing your arms. England rolled his eyes at both you and The American. "You two are so immature" he scowled. You only smirked "Oh really, well maybe I like being immature!" You chimed in a over the top manner.
England just shook his head, which in turn made your best friends the BTT laugh. The meeting was nearing it's end anyway. You were getting so bored you just had to prank the American fool.
France and Spain snuggle you "She's so cute when she's so mischievous~" Antonio cooed. Francis nodded in agreement. You only blushed making a small smile at her friend
Chubby!Reader x America: Beach day WoesChubby!Reader x America: Beach day Woes in Romance More Like This
You sat waiting for your newly friend Alfred on the bus to go to the field trip to the beach. Mainly treading the whole field trip, but now has gotten a bit better knowing Alfred was coming too. A sandy blonde haired hyperactive man jumped onto the bus excited as he could ever be.
"WooHoo! Let's get this parteh started~!" He cheered as other students went along with him. His British friend Arthur scoffed "Alfred take a seat you loud wanker.." rolling his eyes in disgust. Alfred only stuck a small tongue at his friend taking a seat beside me.
"Yo _________! Are you totally excited! I'm so pumped! I love the beach! "Alfred ran his mouth loudly only to have him scolded by Arthur again.
You giggle a bit at their antics.
The bus began to leave, and as you were about to settle your bag between your feet, you felt daggers of glares driving into your head. You gulp taking a small glance back viewing a couple of the most popular girls in the school in jealous rage. You knew why they gave you su
Japan x Pikachu!Reader: So Many Zubats! (Request!)The tall grass tickle your body as you ran through the fields. That all changed when a flash hit you. You fell straight on your butt moving around defenselessly. Something has caught you. The light fades as you look around. 'A net!?' you freaked.Japan x Pikachu!Reader: So Many Zubats! (Request!) in Humor More Like This
You tried using your electric shock a few times on the horrible net, but nothing seems to phase it. "Pi... Pika..." you whimpered.
"Hahahahaha! We caught the rare Pikachu girl!" A voice laugh cynically. The henchmen laughed along with him and walked closer to you. You let out another shock, but again like before it was useless. The head master walked up in front and knelt before you. He gave a creepy smirk eyeing you up and down. "Yes she'll do just fine. Just fine indeed" He grinned licking his lips.
"Pika! Pika Pi!" You cried out for help frantically moving to escape.
The head master gripped you with the net attached still. "No escaping now my precious!" He laughed. The henchmen were about to laugh as they were cut off by a unknown shout.
FrancexReaderxEngland HarassmentFrancexReaderxEnglandFrancexReaderxEngland Harassment in General Fiction More Like This
You dreaded work.
Not because it was boring (Because it was insanely boring. It wasn't because your boss worked everyone to the bone (Mr. Beilschmidt didn't tolerate laziness.)
No, what you were dreading, was the man you shared an office cubical with.
A man whose conversations sent people to sleep and whose strict demeanor made even the toughest of people cringe sometimes.
And a man who was an utter and complete pervert.
What you dreaded when going to work, was having to suffer through another day of sexual harassment.
You entered the small cubical. Setting your bag down, you slid into your seat, the one right next to Arthur's.
"Morning Love." Arthur muttered, eyes on the computer screen. His fingers flew over the computer keys. You muttered a hello, not looking at him. Thank god he was occupied.
A few minutes later, Ludwig came in and slapped a pile of paperwork in front o
Punk!EnglandxReaderPunk!EnglandxReaderPunk!EnglandxReader in General Fiction More Like This
Mousy, Boring. A bother to be around. A little nobody.
You hated those words. The ones he used to break up with you. He wouldn't be able to use them on you ever again.
Revenge was going to be sweet.
The plan was simple.
Arthur went to an all boy school, he was the most popular guy there. He had even been on the towns new station a couple of times. How would he feel if that spot was taken by an exchange student?
You were going to pose as the exchange student.
"Okay gurl." Felix fluffed your newly cut hair. "Ve gotta find a style dat puts his punk look to shame."
"Please, de guys at de school are brutal to gods and emos." You giggled at his accent, turning Goths into gods.
Felix went to the same school and had managed to help you get past the entry exam.
"How about....... ve make you an even better punk!!!"
"You just said we need a style to put his to shame."
You thought for a moment, tapping your chin thoughtfull
EnglandxReader- Flying Mint bunny PlushEnglandxReaderEnglandxReader- Flying Mint bunny Plush in General Fiction More Like This
Flying mint bunny plush
It was a flying mint bunny plushie.
You stared at it dumbfounded.
"Who the hell sent you?" You muttered, staring at it.
With a shriek, you dropped the toy and fell backwards off your bed. It did not just speak. There was no way you had seen it's mouth move.
Peering over the edge of the bed, you stared at the little green rabbit.
"Please don't freak out! I need your help!"
It was talking. And it needed your help.
The little plushie moved stiffly towards you. You tried your best not to flinch away.
"I'm locked in this body, stuck in your world!!" It sounded panicked, it's voice going up in pitch with every word.
"How do I help?"
Yes, you were talking to it. Something about this was all to real to be a dream or a hallucination.
"Take my place."
"WHAT?! In the plushie? No thank you!"
The Flying Mint Bunny plush flapped it's wings, irritated.
"NO. Take my place in the
EnglandxReader Pixies and Tea (request)EnglandxReaderEnglandxReader Pixies and Tea (request) in General Fiction More Like This
Pixies and Tea
"Listen Mint Bunny, there has to be a spell I can use to let the others see you." Arthur leaned forward, staring seriously at the small green rabbit.
"You might accidentally kill me, you know your spells go wrong."
"Yes, but maybe--" The British man stopped talking as he saw the rabbit shake it's head.
"I'll pass. It's fine that just you can see me." Mint bunny chirped, Arthur grinned and patted his friends head.
Arthur with the rabbit talked a few minutes longer, He was still a bit disheartened that Mint Bunny was the only one of his friends the other countries couldn't see. It had happened a few months back, Suddenly Alfred could see Unicorn and Francis the faeries, pretty soon all of the other countries could see all of Arthur's friends, except Mint Bunny.
"ARTIE!" He turned and saw ______ Walking into the kitchen. Smiling Arthur ran over sweeping her into a hug.
You smiled at Arthur. He
EnglandxReader HurtingEnglandxReader Hurting in General Fiction More Like This
You picked up the match box, your hands trembling. Pulling out a match you stared down at the box at your feet.
It was filled to the brim with pictures. Pictures of you laughing, smiling with a man you no longer loved.
You flicked the match against the box, staring for a moment at the flame that appeared. Nudging the box further into the fireplace, you flicked the match in.
The pictures slowly burned, the gray smoke looking as heavy as your heart felt. Well, how it used to feel, now you were numb to emotion.
You lit another match, running the tips of your fingers through the flame.
"Love! I'm home!"
You flicked that match into the fireplace. His voice used to make your spirits lift, have you running for the door.
"Love?" He peeked his head into the living room and grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry I was late again. My job, you know how it is."
You nodded, not bothering to get up. He sat next to you, loosening his tie.
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Of Course I have a Boyfriend
Sometimes it was hard having three males as your roommates. It was hard seeing them leave on dates with different women, sometime men. You hated it when they came back, laughing.
And you really hated it when they teased you about your lack of a serious relation ship.
Not tonight. Tonight, you were going to prove them wrong. Or at least pretend to.
You put the finishing touches on your makeup, a splash of bright red for your lips. Smoky gray eyeliner rimmed your eyes. Your hair was styled in a way that best complimented your features. A deep crimson dress with fishnet stockings clad your body like a sort of armor.
When you entered the living room, you tried not to smirk. All three of them were staring, eyes wide. Gilbert didn't notice that he was dripping beer down his front, Antonio was oblivious to the fact that the tomato he had been cutting was reduced to a pulp and Francis was gaping, his w
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You were the top student in your school, the best at everything.
Everything except math.
You hated the subject with a passion. Not only did you think it was frustratingly tedious, you also had a hard time understanding certain formulas.
You only hated one thing more than math, and that was a very pompous person.
He was always making fun of how you failed miserably in math. Sadly, the rest of the student body felt he had the right to taunt you, seeing as he had the best math grades.
"Just iknore him ______." Your best friend Natalia rolled her eyes. "Se guy is a total jack-ass."
You shrugged, glaring at your math text book.
"Yeah.......Don't.....pay... attention.....to him." Heracles mumbled, his head resting on a textbook.
You pursed your lips, "He's the only thing I hate more then math."
Natalia let out a sharp laugh, "Vow, sat's saying a lot. Sucks to be him." She twirled a lock of her ash blonde hair a
PrussiaxReader Hacking my lifePrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Hacking my life in General Fiction More Like This
Hacking my life
1). Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.
2). Extremely good; excellent.
A simple word, often used excessively by teenagers. But for you, it wasn't just a word. For the government and all internet providers and website owners, it was a threat and a promise, all rolled into one simple word.
"Mr.Awesome" was the code name of the world's best hacker. A man who could hack any computer, could create viruses that got past even the best security. A man whose identity was as mysterious as Batman's. You only knew his identity if he wanted you to. So far, no one knew.
Just the sight of his logo, a tiny doodle of a yellow chick, was enough to send entire governments into immediate action. They had hired hackers, people they used to track, to attempt to catch the man. No one could.
Except maybe you.
Cracking your knuckles, you grinned at the dimly glowing s
EnglandxReaderxFrance Gimme a breakEnglandxReaderxFranceEnglandxReaderxFrance Gimme a break in General Fiction More Like This
Gimme a break!
You were late for work. You glanced at your watch again, as if it would tell you the opposite. It didn't. You broke into a slow jog, trying to keep hold on the stack of papers in your arms.
Rushing around the corner, you let out a yelp as you hit someone. The person let out a curse, stumbling back a few steps.
"Sorry!!Sorry!!" You looked up, face bright red with embarrassment. The man looked at you, then grinned. He wore a fancy looking suit and a top hat was perched at a rakish angle on his head. He was also holding a cane.
"No problem love."
You nodded and stepped around him, hurrying towards work. Your boss was going to kill you.
Arthur watched as the woman hurried away, her arms wrapped tightly around the large stack of paper. Her heels clicked against the pavement. He watched as a small piece of paper fluttered to the ground, unnoticed by her retreating figure.
As it blew down the
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Dance of a Fox and Wolf
Masquerade balls. Not only a giant waste of of money, but also a waste of your time. Seriously, who the hell held Masquerade balls in the 21st century?
You stared at the gold paper decorated with red roses. Loopy cursive dictated where and when the ball was. A stupid invitation. You were about to crumble it, when something stopped you.
It was a little stamp, really nothing most people would notice. But you noticed and scowled. It was stamped in purple ink. It was a simple design, a bleeding rose and a sword crossed over a shield.
A stamp you recognized all to well. It was the family crest of a strain of ancient vampires.
Tossing it onto you bed, you headed for your basement. You were going to need some supplies.
You weren't really one who liked dresses. Heck, if it were up to you, every single one would be burned. They were hard to move in, hard to breathe in and just plain annoying.
The dress you w
Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader)Huffing slightly, you arrived at the university your boyfriend attended, an important book of his clutched to your chest. You’d texted him the moment you’d spotted he’d left the manual for his English literary course behind, so he knew you were coming with it for him.Not letting you get taken away (EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
One of your hands wiping away the sweat from your forehead, you straightened up and cracked your back. As your morning lecture had been cancelled, you were still in your pyjamas when Arthur started freaking out about needing his book.
So being the kind and compassionate girlfriend you were, you’d thrown on the closest clothes to hand, slipping some easy shoes on and ran towards his university like a bat out of hell.
“Ar-Arthur....” you muttered as you awkwardly made your way on campus. He went to a different university to you, so the whole place was alien to you. Turning your head this was and that, your lip started trembling as you became more desperate.
The strange looks from the othe
Me or tea? (EnglandxReader)You watched happily as Arthur paced up and down, his eyebrows twitching in irritation. It was a rare state that you’d found him in, especially as neither Francis nor Alfred were around.Me or tea? (EnglandxReader) in Romance More Like This
“What’s eating you?” You murmured, gazing as he made a sharp turn before he hit the opposite wall.
Arthur shivered, chewing his lip as his hands clutched at each other. “Just something unimportant love.”
Rolling your eyes, you pushed your cheek into the palm of your hand. “If it was something so unimportant you wouldn’t be pacing, would you now?”
He paused for a moment, a disgruntled look on his face as he realised you were right. Then he sat himself next to you, the sofa’s cushions shifting under his weight. You nudged closer to him and snuggled into his neck, your arms around him.
“Now what’s wrong eh?” You muttered, nuzzling into his jaw. “You can tell me you know.” The blond tensed, one of his legs now jiggling
Back to the past (Pirate EnglandXReader)“So that’s the situation.” You groaned, rubbing the heels of your hands into your eyes. Arthur just had to try out that new spell of his didn’t he? He should have learned by now surely that they always failed!Back to the past (Pirate EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
He’d gone and done it now though, the twerp had somehow managed to reverse time on his body and as such was back in his younger days. Unfortunately, his mind had gone as well, which meant he was stuck as a pirate captain in these modern times.
Alfred had called you, asking if he could drop the pirate off with you as he knew you had a way of dealing with Arthur. Sighing you dragged a hand through his hair. “Whatever, can you even get him over here without him slicing you up?”
Alfred gulped. “I hope so. See you soon.” With that he hung up and you threw a gaze around the room. It wasn’t that untidy, but you started straightening the place up anyway. Who knows how he would react.
“Unhand me you dog!” Arthur squir
Detecting lies (EnglandXReader)A lie detector. A bloody lie detector. That’s what he bought me here for?! Arthur slammed his hands on the table. “Alfred, enough of this! This is ridiculous!” It was bad enough that the American’d dragged him to one of his infamous parties, but this was just plain stupid.Detecting lies (EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
“C’mon dude, it’ll be totally fun!” He shouted, pulling Arthur back into the throng of people. “’Kay guys! Now’s the time we’ve all been waiting for! Time to hook Iggy up to the lie detector!” Arthur growled as the crowd cheered.
You frowned, as you were one of the few that actually got along with the Brit. “But he clearly doesn’t want to!” You called, feeling a large number of eyes trained on you. Arthur smiled gently, he liked you most out of all the people here.
You were nice to him for one, but also considerate, kind and funny. In short he adored being around you. Alfred brushed off your comment. “He’s got
Tracing letters (EnglandXReader)You sighed as you ruffled your hair. “You know Arthur, this could still take a while.” You said, leaning back so your head was upside down. He shrugged, taking another sip of tea and flicking to the next page of his book.Tracing letters (EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
Turning back to your laptop, you continued typing for a bit longer. But due to the position you were in, you groaned and rolled your shoulders to try to loosen your tense muscles. Arthur glanced up as you rubbed down your back to the best of your possibility and smiled, an idea brewing.
“Come over here, I’ll do that.” He told you, cocking his head at you. “That’d be great Iggy.” You replied, grinning when he frowned at his nickname. “How many times....” he muttered as you sat down sideways on the chair next to him so he could get to your back.
First you took off your woolly jumper though, knowing it’d be more effective that way. His hands rubbed your shoulders and you closed your eyes relaxing instantly
Let them have their moment (PrussiaXReader)A high-pitched squeal rent the air and you gasped, finally feeling freed of your burden you sagged back against the white cushions and tried to catch your breath. Gilbert was staring at the bundle of child that the doctor was weighing and checking, his hand tightly frozen around yours. “Congratulations, it’s a girl.”Let them have their moment (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
The albino stood up as if in a daze, reaching out for his new-born daughter. Cradling her in his arms, he gazed at her, his red eyes wide with wonder. He glanced at you as though he was seeking reassurance that this moment was real and not just a figment of his over-active imagination. Smiling tiredly at him, you held out your hand.
After gently giving your child to you, he sat down and just stared at the two of you. It was unlike him to be so quiet, so you rubbed your thumb over his hand. “Y’okay?” You croaked, your sore throat aching when you spoke instead of groaning for a change.
“J-ja.” He murmured back, his eyes still o
Mad libs (BTTXReader)“Just calm down okay?!” You cried, growling at the three boys sprawled on your floor. “No way!”Mad libs (BTTXReader) in Romance More Like This
“We have to decide who sleeps where right?” Antonio nodded vigorously. “Yeah! I mean someone gets the spare bed and the others have to sleep on the sofa!”
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. You should’ve known inviting the notorious trio of boys might not have been your brightest idea. And you’d even asked them for a sleepover.
If I’m ever able to go back in time, I’ll kick my own arse! You swore to yourself as you settled yourself down on the couch. “Let’s do it like this.” The three sat up, crowding around you. Gilbert on your right, Francis on your left and Antonio sitting crosslegged on the floor.
“Let’s play a game.” Francis pouted and leant on your shoulder. “Whaaat? What type of game?”
You smirked playfully at him, flipping some hair from your face.
The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader)You groaned, pressing yourself against the radiator. Why did it have to be so cold? Shivering, you sunk lower, pressing your back against the hot surface and closed your eyes.The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Hey! Frau!” You heard and you growled under your breath. “Quit hogging the warmth!” Gilbert complained. You saw him frowning at you when you cracked one eye open. “No. It’s mine.” You retorted, lifting your arms up to place them around the radiator possessively.
He glared at you, sitting on his haunches next to you. “C’mon frau, sharing is caring.” You shook your head fervently and bared your teeth at him. “Hell no!” After sighing once, he smirked maliciously at you.
Narrowing your eyes at him, you shrunk back as he advanced, tickling your sides. “No! Stop! Please!” You managed to cry out, squirming under his grasp. You managed to kick him several times, but he merely coughed and carried on with his torture.
Don't be jealous(FranceXReaderXChild England)“(y/n)! (y/n)!”Don't be jealous(FranceXReaderXChild England) in Romance More Like This
It had arrived....
Francis’ worst possible nightmare.
The British kid sitting on your lap was grinning widely at you as he bounced up and down. Why now? Why today, it being the day he’d wanted to be with you all alone and who knew, maybe get a little more intimate than usual?
Francis slumped on the coffee table, his blond hair splayed around his head like a halo. He pouted, his temple resting against the cover of a few glossy magazines, though his breath was making his cheek stick onto them.
“And they even had unicorns!” The blond sitting on you, stood up and used his hands as he described what he’d seen at the fantasy forest. “Is that so?” You murmured, smiling at him brightly and indicating for him to continue his tale.
Francis’ expression soured. That smile should have been aimed at him!
“Yeah! And they even had leprechauns and fauns and-“ Art
You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”You don't need it (BTTXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Oui, we’ve been ‘ere for ‘ours already.”
“Amiga, we need to get going soon if we want to catch that movie.”
You groaned, scrubbing your face of the makeup once again. “I’m almost done!” You called from the bathroom, hearing a collective sigh from the three boys. “Ja, zhat’s vhat you said half an hour ago...” Gilbert muttered under his breath, rolling his neck to hear a satisfying crack when he’d managed to get the kink out.
Francis placed a magazine on his face, effectively shutting out the outside world as he started to gently snore. The Spaniard was already fast asleep on Francis’s stomach, muttering to himself in his sleep.
Another ten minutes passed and Gilbert’s annoyance had finally gotten the better of him. “Frau, enough!” He growled, thumping on the door. The sudden noise jolted both Antonio and Francis out of the
Nutella England x Reader"What?!" you shouted almost falling out of your kitchen chair. Your best friend Arthur Kirkland had come over for the day to hang out. Everything was going fine until you asked him if he wanted a snack.Nutella England x Reader in Romance More Like This
"Sorry love, I've never tried it." he said shrugging his shoulders.
"How could you have never tried nutella!?" you flailed your arms for emphasis. Arthur let out an irritated sigh and ran a hand through his blond, messy hair.
"I just haven't. Alfred always tried but always failed. What's so good about it anyway? Isn't it just nuts?"
You nearly fainted. "Just nuts?! It's not just nuts! It a blend of hazel nuts and chocolaty goodness!" You grabbed a small silver spoon from your cupboard drawer. Then, reached up into the cabinet fumbling while trying to reach down a fresh jar of nutella. Arthur watched you with one of his bushy eyebrows raised.
You twisted off the lid and pulled back to paper seal. Which, much to your dismay, was harder than it looked to take off. Once off, you dipped the
Prussia x Reader Don't Touch My SketchbookPrussia x Reader Don't Touch My Sketchbook!Prussia x Reader Don't Touch My Sketchbook in General Fiction More Like This
"C'mon frau! Let zhe awesome me see!" Your albino friend begged.
"I said no Gilbert!" you snapped. You, like many other people, are VERY protective over your sketchbook.
"Vhat are you hiding in zhere?!" he tried to grab the book from your lap from where you sat on the couch. But much to his dismay, you moved and he face planted over the piece of furniture. "Jeez frau! So harsh!" he said in mock hurt. You merely rolled your (e/c) eyes and walked into the kitchen.
Ever since you two met in the third grade, you always carried around a sketchbook. And always, you would never let him see. He would bribe you, flirt with you, he even made the rest of the BTT plan an elaborate heist to even steal a glance at one of those ivory pages.
Once Gilbert collected himself, he followed you into the kitchen. You were sitting on the marble counter. Your (h/l) (h/c) hair framing your face perfectly as the light for a nearby window shone against your skin.
Trying Not To Swear - Romano x ReaderTrying Not To Swear Romano x ReaderTrying Not To Swear - Romano x Reader in Romance More Like This
*A/N: Well, it is a Romano x Reader so expect a lot of swearing*
"That fucking tomato bastard!" shouted your boyfriend Lovino slamming the door to your house.
You and the Italian have been dating for the past few years now and things have been going great! The only problem, his swearing was getting hard to handle. It was always "The tomato bastard" this, or "that fucking ass hole" that. It was getting a little tiresome.
You sighed as the he stalked into the kitchen and planted a kiss on your cheek. "So, how was your day?" you asked casually. Lovino sneered.
"That stupid tomato bastard never shuts up! Him and the potato bastard! They have to learn how to mind their own fucking business!" he rambled. You smiled sadly and commented.
"Do you have to swear after every sentence?" Lovino looked at you as if you just sneezed out a butterfly.
America x Reader - I Promise"It's over." the sandy blond man said bluntly.America x Reader - I Promise in Romance More Like This
"W-what?" you asked as tears begun to form in the corners of your big (e/c) eyes. You two were happily eating dinner at your apartment.
The American pushed up his glasses that had become askew. "I'm just not into you anymore," he rose from his chair and headed for the door. "to be honest, I never really was into you." and with those final heart crushing words, he left.
You and the American boy named Alfred have been dating for the past 2 years. Things have always gone so great! You loved him and he loved you. Or so you thought.
Now you sit in your chair. Too stunned to move or feel the hot tears running down your cheeks. What did you do? What happened to cause this?
Thousands of questions raced through your mind. You stood up and stumbled to your bedroom, flopped on the bed and cried your eyes out.
I closed _______'s door behind me and sank to the floor. I can't believe I actually broke up with her! Just because every
Nice Guys America x Reader~'Nice guys finish lastNice Guys America x Reader in Romance More Like This
that's, why I'll treat you like trash
It's not what I really want to do but
You only date bad guys so, I'll give it my best try
to treat you the way you want me to'~
You were so excited for your with your long time crush, Alfred. He was always so sweet and happy all the time. You loved it! It would be good for you to get back into the dating game. It was a month after breaking up with that egotistic Prussian! He was considered a 'player' or a 'bad boy'.
You wore your (f/c) top with your (f/c) skirt and black heels. You curled your (h/l) (h/c) and put in your lucky hair clip.
Once you were ready to go, it was about time for Alfred to pick you up. He arrived about 30 minutes later and irritatingly knocked on your apartment door. You answered it with a smile but it faded in shock when you saw what he was wearing. His dress shirt was half open with a shiny gold chain attached. His ripped blue jeans falling off his waist and his nike sneakers covered in dirt.
2p!America x Child! Reader - Soft Side Ch 1A/N: this will have a touchy subject for some people, strong language, gore and just sad stuff. Don't like? Don't read! Thank you!2p!America x Child! Reader - Soft Side Ch 1 in Drama More Like This
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches
You ran. Not caring where, how fast you were going or what you bumped into.
You just ran.
"And stay up there you little bitch!" your drunken father shouted while slamming your bedroom door. You hated him. He hut you and your mother whenever he was drunk. And when he wasn't, he would ignore you both. Your mother always tried to protect you, but he was too strong.
You could hear your mother. She was crying and telling him to leave you alone. You heard her crying in pain as he hit her too. You threw your little fist against the hardwood door and shouted at him. You listen
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"Go to Hell!"
These were the constant insults that invaded your mind every day. You don't know why everyone picked on you. Perhaps they found it fun to see you in pain. The sadistic glow in their eyes when they push you to the ground was enough to know they didn't care.
"Hey loser! Watch where you're going!" sneered a girl with blonde hair. She shoved passed you and moved towards her group of friends. They all looked at you, whispered, and laughed.
You continued walking to history class and took your usually seat in the front row. As you begun flipping through your notes, you were flicked in the back of the head. You turned around to see Alfred Jones. Oh how you loathed him. He was the first person to start picking on you. He made everyone else too. His wheat blonde hair and bright blue eyes make you t
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"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
Bully! America x Depressed! Reader-Never Forget p2A/N: cussing, sad stuff dont like dont readBully! America x Depressed! Reader-Never Forget p2 in Drama More Like This
The next week, Alfred dragged you from your home and back to school. But, not before helping you heal yourself.
A loud knock assulted your door.
"Good Morning _______! It's time to get up!"
You groaned. "Go home Jones!" you shouted back.
He laughed and kicked open your door and waltzed into your bedroom. He lift you up in his arms and kissed your forehead. "There is no time for that now ______! We have a big week planned before you go back to school!"
Your (e/c) snapped open. "What?! I'm not going back there!" you yelled thrashing in his arms. He was unaffected and continued.
"First and for most, I'm going to help you getting your eating habits back on track and but you some *bio oil for your scars."
You scowled and looked away. "Why are you doing this?"
Alfred smiled and kissed you softly. You watched his eyes flutter closed as he pressed his lips harder to your
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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that frightens us." - Marianne Williamson
While heading to Al's house, you had fallen asleep. He stared down at you with some respect. You didn't cry when you told him about what happened.
He reached his house only to be welcomed by yelling. Al growled low in his throat and walked into the kitchen. His two 'friends' Oliver and Matt were staying over at his house to hang out today.
Oliver had pinkish blonde hair and swirling blue eyes. He had a strange obsession with cupcakes and poison. He wore a bright pink sweater vest and a pale blue dress shirt under it.
Matt was Al's twin brother. Despite this, they had issues being in the same room together. Like Al, Matt lost his temper easily and he could kill you without so much as batting an eyelash. He wore a black leather jacket, black shades an
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Arthur sighed and slumped his chin against the heel of his hand. A small farmer and his family had waited in a line for most of the day and the previous night, just to ask the king if he could possibly lower his taxes. Like that could ever happen.
However, the current king was fair and just, so he didn't send the man off with guards at his heels. Instead, the bearded man leaned forward in his chair, danger twinkling in his eyes. "I will raise and lower the taxes as I feel fit. I would suggest now that you take your loved ones and leave. Thank you."
Still shaking, the farmer sadly turned from the king and made his way back to his family, tired head lowered and once strong shoulders hunched under the power of his king. Just as the meager looking family had left through the heavy wooden doors, one of them came running back.
The prince's head perked up as he recognized the girl as the eldest of the children. Her
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Jogging down the final street that would get you to your house, you pushed through the growing heat of the morning and glanced down at your watch. The timer had nearly reached 18 minutes. Picking up the pace a little bit, you ran through a barren horse trail that would complete your three-mile course. About halfway through the path however, you slowed to a walk.
A dog was trotting towards you.
Not something insanely peculiar seeing as a lot of people walked their dogs down the path. What bothered you was the fact that you couldn't find the animal's owner.
You lowered yourself to the ground and called the hound over. When he happily made his way over to you, you pat his soft, dark brown pelt and grabbed his collar.
Relieved, you saw the number and searched through your pockets for the phone you had left in you jeans from the day before. Standing, you firmly gripped the collar and began walking back home.
Though, you didn't need to hold on. The dog seemed
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You burst through the door of your brothers' home with a loud call of their names. You had been offered an opportunity to be housed in an American home across the Atlantic Ocean and had gladly gone for the two month experience, but by the time you got off the plane, all you wanted was to see your brothers.
"Gilbert! Ludwig!" you shouted, throwing your bags in the doorway and standing with your arms spread wide. "Wo seit ihr?" [Where are you?]
You could hear a crash, followed by the running footsteps of your older brother. The scrawny 21-year-old stared at you with wide red eyes and a bright grin. "(F/n)!" he shouted back at you, nearly flying through the hall to crash into your embrace.
The younger brother, Ludwig, calmly made his way to the hall entrance from his office. "Hallo, (F/n)." [Hello]
"Tag!" [Hi] you smiled up at him. Still propping Gilbert up as he clung to you, you stumbled over to your more mature brother, who tightly f
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You watched through the second story window of your room as a merchant ship made it's way into the harbor. Docked next to it was a pirate ship that had payed off all of the local guards. Smirking, you let your mind meander to possible outcomes of the unfortunate trader.
Downstairs, your father was shouting at someone. You turned back to your bed and sat on the foot of it, toying with the ends of your (h/l) hair.
"The king and his men stole the queen from her bed,
And bound her in her bones.
Now the seas be ours
And by the powers,
Where we will,
A crash from wherever your father was arguing with his guest echoed up to you, but you calmly closed your eyes and blocked it out.
"Yo, ho. All together.
Hoist the colors high.
Heave, ho. Thieves and beggars,
Never shall we die."
Footsteps stomped up the stairs to your room and your (e/c) eyes quickly snapped open, widely staring at the do
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You had been so foolish to believe him.
"I'm a gentleman." "I was just being nice." "I wasn't flirting with her, just being considerate."
All of his stories that made you fall for him.
"I one time had to swim laps in my jeans." "I was so scared for her." "And then the lights went out."
Even his confession.
"I like this girl. She has beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, and is super nice."
It was all a lie.
"I tried calling you!"
You had been so foolish to believe her.
"Everything's innocent." "I'm so happy for you!" "I'm not doing anything."
All of her questions that made you feel suspicious.
"Hey, be honest, how do you feel about him?" "Would you be mad at me if I told you I liked him too?" "Do you still like him?"
And she played the victim.
"Obviously you're picking sides! If my crying at lunch wasn't enough evidence, do you want me to save the messages they sent me!?"
It was a lie, too
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You woke up, not very surprised to find yourself in the same position as always. You were laying on your stomach, arms folded under your cheek, with the heavy weight of your boyfriend’s head on your lower back. His soft, white hair tickled the bare skin where your shirt that you had stolen from him had ridden up a bit, and one of his hands was slid under that shirt to embrace your stomach. The other held your hip and when he woke up a few moments after you he rubbed soft circles into the flesh of your back, pressing a gentle kiss to the bare skin.
“Guten Morgen, Liebling,” he murmured into your back before shifting so that was laying next to you, arms still firmly around you.
Lightly, you pecked his lips. “Morning,” you chirped. Today was one of the few days you both had off, and you planned on spending the majority of it watching movies in bed. Letting your mind wander, you remembered something. “Oh,” you
LSH: Take Me Or Leave Me (EnglandxReader)Take Me Or Leave MeLSH: Take Me Or Leave Me (EnglandxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
It was Arthur's first day at his new high school, and he was fearful of what was to come. It was the middle of the second quarter, everyone already had a clique or group, and he would be left alone until some other awkward person approached him. But, until then, he was on his own.
His tour of the school and talk with the principal lasted the first half of the day, ending a few minutes into lunch. He managed to shove his way past all the students and found an empty bench pressed up against a wall. With a barely audible sigh, he wove his way through the crowded room and sat by himself.
By the wall across from the doors, a beautiful girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and shimmering (e/c) eyes was arguing with some guy. He turned to walk away, but was stopped by a grinning mass of classmates. They held him near the center of the room while some drummer kid tapped out a beat against his table. Random students in the room scatted out as everyone spread in a
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“I’m not hungry,” you pouted.
Antonio heaved a heavy sigh, “Come on, (F/n)! Just try a bite of it!”
Groaning, you pushed away whatever fatty dessert the Spaniard was trying to shove into your face now. “Toni, please,” you deadpanned, looking him in the eye, “I’m on a diet.”
He folded his arms over his chest and gave up, though the rest of your little group caught what you said and took it in a slightly different way.
“Wait, (F/n),” Gilbert said, touching your arm, “What do you mean, ‘you’re on a diet’?”
An easy smile pressed over your lips. “Just that. I’m planning on losing a bit of weight before summer.”
The pale German boy flopped down on you, arms thrown above his head. “But (F/n)! If you go on a diet, who am I gonna hug everyday?”
“You could always hug me,” Toni chirped, a w
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“Thanks for the ride,” you told your friend’s mom as you slipped out of her car, turning around to grab the heavy bag of Valentine’s cupcakes out of the back.
Antonio waited by you until you had lugged the bag out, then waved at his mother as she pulled away from the curb. “Dios mio,” he grinned at you, “Who are all of those for?”
You pouted at him, “All of my friends.” The expression on his face was priceless, “And you!” you told him, searching through the bag for the one marked ‘Toni’. When you finally pulled out the chocolate dessert, his emerald eyes went wide.
He held the cupcake like it was a precious jewel for a moment before crushing you in a hug. “Gracias, (F/n)!” he cheered.
Returning the hug, albeit weakly, you coughed out a quiet “You’re welcome” before the teen released you.
Lunch rolled around, and by now p
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Sighing, you got up from your bed and wandered into the kitchen. Your small, black and white kitten followed behind, rubbing against your legs when you stopped in front of the fridge. You tugged it open and inwardly groaned.
The cabinet shelves were bare as well. Letting out a puff of air, you looked down at the hopeful little kitten winding around your feet, expecting a plate of food to be placed under her nose.
Today was not a day to go outside. Your neighborhood wasn't the best, and the neighbors were especially worked up today.
Carefully, you stepped over the kitten and back into your room, deciding to sleep until it was safe to leave. Just as you had drifted into a half-conscious state, you heard a crash come from the front door. You shot up in bed, you kitten's head popping up just as fast, and looked at it. Your (e/c) eyes were wide as you pulled the metal broom from it's spot between the wall and your bed and stood. Hesita