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
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.
Christmas EnglandxReaderYou shivered, waiting out in the cold for the person on the other side to answer.Christmas EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
"Arthur! Let me in~" you whined. You heard a groan and footsteps approaching the door.
"Hello, _______________. What brings you here?" He asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
"It's Christmas eve, silly! I promised to spend it with you remember?"
He blushed. Was that really today?! "And I thought I told you don't bother." He said, not trying to be rude but doing so anyway. "I told you I don't do much for this holiday…"
You looked around his house. Boy, he wasn't kidding! You saw no sign of any kind of Christmas decorations. It was as if the holiday was non-existent in his house.
"You should be grateful I came!" You scolded. "Your house is so gloomy! Where are your decorations?"
Apparently, the words "I don't do much for this holiday" weren't registering in your head. "I haven't put them up, obviously."
"Because I'm just not in the Christmas spirit. I haven't been since…" He paused, an extremel
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
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
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
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
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
Trying not to hate you- England reader part 9__________'s birthday eventually came to pass, and after several… "attempts", she and Arthur finally conceived a child! They were overjoyed to finally be on this magical journey together…Trying not to hate you- England reader part 9 in Romance More Like This
Right. Let's go on this trip with them, shall we?
Like any first time parents, these two searched far and wide for any information about pregnancy that they could. Here's what they found vs. what they experienced.
The first trimester of pregnancy is marked by an invisible — yet amazing — transformation. And it happens quickly. Hormones trigger your body to begin nourishing the baby even before tests and a physical exam can confirm the pregnancy. Knowing what physical and emotional changes to expect during the first trimester can help you face the months ahead with confidence.
Sounds like a heartwarming experience right? Wrong.
Arthur shuddered at the sound of _________ purging her breakfast for about the 3rd time today. How could she have anything left? He wasn't sure, but it
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
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
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
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
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
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
Finding the lyrics to a song (EnglandXReader)She was reading Shelley and drinking some teaFinding the lyrics to a song (EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
I snuck up on her and she glanced up at me
Her tongue stuck out she smiled
Outshining even the most beautiful of the heaven’s angels.
You flicked through your book, completely enthralled by Frankenstein. Feeling around for your mug of tea, your eyes didn’t leave the page as you sipped some of the steaming liquid. After you set it down carefully, you snuggled under the blankets a bit more.
Arms settled around your shoulders and you jumped slightly, being jerked from the world of fiction. “Tsss,Iggy! It was just getting good!” You whined and you heard Arthur chuckle behind you. Shrugging out of his hold, you pouted and stuck your tongue out at him, smiling mischievously.
It all started with a hello
Leading up to a what’s your name sweetheart?
Then she gave me a nickname
Which makes me cringe, though I love it
Does it mean she likes me?
Arthur settled on the sofa next to you, his guitar in hand. As
Strange things on your face (Alien ReaderXEngland)A loud, resounding crash was heard in the fields, though no one was there to hear save for a young couple trying to escape the hustle and bustle of the town. Shaking nervously, the man stepped forward, inching slowly past the side of the crater to see what had happened.Strange things on your face (Alien ReaderXEngland) in Romance More Like This
A softly smouldering object in the middle of the crater creaked and he yelped, jumping back to his cowering girlfriend. With a couple of frightened mutters, he called the police; he didn’t know who else to call in a situation like that after all. The cops quickly turned up, called the fire brigade and supervised the extraction of the unidentified burning object.
Well, you had make your spectacular entrance back on the surface of the puny blue-green planet. You’d hear people speak of it before; and they called the planet Earth.
“Dudes! You finally came!” Alfred waved his arms excitedly, a huge grin on his face. Arthur sighed, pinching his nose as Francis smiled weakly. “I can’t
Living with the Kirkland boy band pt5 (KBXReader)Vince seemed to love you to pieces. He followed you everywhere, waiting for you to come home from school and took every opportunity to sit on you, whichever part was available, be it your lap, legs, shoulders or head. You enjoyed his attention though and in turn hugged him whenever you could.Living with the Kirkland boy band pt5 (KBXReader) in Romance More Like This
Sometimes he’d even bump into your legs when you stopped to do something, just because he was so focused on following you.
But at that particular moment, he wasn’t there, something that made you slightly worried. “Don’t worry, he’ll just be asleep somewhere.” Dylan told you, trying to ease your nerves. “Yeah!” You agreed, sorting out the numerous packages and letters into piles.
“Hey, I wanted to ask you something.” You glanced up at the Welshman, as did he. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but..... you’re Blue, aren’t you?”
Gaping at him, you dropped the glitzy letter in your hands to the floor. Wh-whaa?
Housing with the Kirkland boy band pt4 (KBXReader)You looked at the leather cord solemnly, glancing up at him when he gasped.Housing with the Kirkland boy band pt4 (KBXReader) in Romance More Like This
Allistor brandished the leather bracelet at you. “Where did you get this?!” You blinked, lost for words. How did he know what that was? “C’mon don’t play dumb with me!” Allistor practically bared his teeth at you. You stuttered something nonsensical, falling silent.
“This is the bracelet Blue always wore!” You winced at your stage name, a grimace playing around your lips. “I wasn’t aware she’d sold it....” you heard and you looked up to see Allistor staring at it intently.
“Are you...?” Allistor grinned sheepishly and sat back down on the bed. “I’m a big fan of hers. Still am in fact. It’s such a shame she left.” You held back a hiss. That’s what they’d said you’d done? They said you’d left?! What a farce!
“That’s not what
A seat accompannied by a stare (PrussiaXReader)Your free period. Finally it came. You gathered some studying material together, whilst slacking a sigh of relief. Just this last hour and then you’d be free to go home at last! Though as your exams were just around the corner, you didn’t really have as much freedom as you’ve preferred.A seat accompannied by a stare (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
But it was better than having loads of assignments and stuff dumped on you so you guessed you could swing with it. Your shoulder bag swinging against the back of your knees with every step you took you made your way to one of the empty lunch halls.
Your school being as big as it was, didn’t usually use vacated classrooms for free periods, instead opting for a huge room in which two teachers at most struggled to keep the peace and quiet.
Following the orders from the teacher on duty, you told her your name and class number before she allowed you to choose a seat. Rubbing your neck tiredly, you walked over to it and plonked yourself down, resting your head against the cool table fo
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
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
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,
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
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
Alone Together: England x ReaderFebruary 14, 2013Alone Together: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
This day hadn’t sucked.
Frankly, you were stunned.
Sure, you had seen a little PDA, but surprisingly not much. And all of your friends had gone out of their way to make you little gifts. They even knew you didn’t celebrate, and wouldn’t expect anything in return.
It was sweet.
But still, the day made you think. It made you think about a lot of different little things that made you both want to laugh, and cry.
The emotions you were feeling right now were probably making you extremely unstable. Yet you felt extremely calm.
Even so, you found yourself out late at night, going to try something new. It was something you had been wondering about for a while, and were finally going to take a crack at.
Now you sat, atop this building, overlooking the river. Your legs dangled over the edge, but you knew you wouldn’t fall. Being pretty far back, your lower legs were practically against the wall.
You started preparing, not seeing the frantic figure
Alfie Playing Matchmaker: England x ReaderWARNING: British swears? Pfft, I dunno... And a little Chibi Alfie royally messing with things. ^^ I love kids... I want at least three. Prepare yourself, world, for three or more little demons bearing my name running about causing havoc. Seriously, can you imagine more of me? *laughing hysterically*Alfie Playing Matchmaker: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred bounced around Arthur, hyper as ever. "Calm down!" Arthur hollered, with the energetic child whipping around his ankles. "I'm trying to get Betty over here to babysit!"
Over the line there were frantic excuses being uttered, and Arthur sighed. Alfred knew what that meant, and he decided to help, "Call _____!"
"The last time she was here she broke a lamp!" Arthur exclaimed, exasperated by the child.
He didn't notice Alfred was near tears. "But-But I broke that! She was covering for me! Come on, she's awesome!"
Arthur stared at the child, horrified. "You bloody wanker! I made her pay for that thing!"
Alfred just frowned, "You're mean, Artie."
But "Artie" was already busy
Magic: England x ReaderWhen you were little, you loved magic more than anything. Every single aspect of it was fascinating, and you would have been completely satisfied to see any magical creature at all.Magic: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Then, one fateful day, you met Arthur Kirkland.
And you fell in love.
Sure, it was a little kid crush, and you also had a few shameful ones on cartoon characters, but he was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to you.
It was in late July, and uncharacteristically chilly for such a time of year, making it seem a bit more like fall than summer. You were outside hunting for magical creatures, a little disposable camera and binoculars in your knapsack.
You walked into a field, stalking the creatures and looking for fairies. Then you saw him. A little boy sat in the center of the field, crying. Of course, you didn’t notice he was crying, as he was surrounded by magical creatures!
So, walking slowly and with purpose, you made your way over to the boy, bright (e/c)eyes locked on the unicorn. You co
Happiness: Prussia x Bartender!ReaderWARNING: Tis fluffeh. Yep, no swears. Le gasp!Happiness: Prussia x Bartender!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Gilbert had looked for someone. He wanted to confess something, yet there was not a soul in sight. It pained him to see that no one could spare a moment to listen to him. He had called almost everyone in his contact list, and assuming it was just an invitation for drinks they had all blown him off. Every last one of them had left him utterly alone. Gil was at the point where he would do anything to get happy.
I reach out when I have a confession
I reach out in desperation
I reach out when no one is listening
So I go looking for the next best thing
“Something troubling you, hon?” you asked, from your side of the bar. The albino before sat hunched on his barstool, stronger liquor in his glass than the regular beer you served him.
That and the fact that he hadn’t hit on you once tonight made you think the poor man might really be in pain. And who better to console someone in pain than the one serving his drinks?
Pirate!England x Pirate!ReaderWARNING: I swear. Big whoop. Oh, and Captain _____ can be your first name or last. Whatever you prefer. ^^ (But it probably should be last to be an equivalent to Captain Kirkland...)Pirate!England x Pirate!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
You were the best goddamn pirate on the seven seas. And everyone that had ever set foot on one of those infamous vessels knew it. Running on adrenaline, luck, and skill, you were always spectacular, which led to no one questioning your sex.
Black pirate garb, gilded with gold embroidery of the finest kind, almost always graced your skin, and your sword was never out of reach. With a back up dagger in your boot, you were a deadly foe. Deadly, unless you were evenly matched. So far, you had never come across an opponent even worthy of your presence. You pondered this lacking enemy in your life as you stood at the bow of the Raven, the wind and salt whipping at your face, and playing with your strands of (h/c) hair that escaped your black pirate’s hat, with the large black feather, and a (f/c) gem dec
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“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
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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.
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"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.
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"Al, Mat, get back here!" you shouted trying to call back your five year old twin sons.
Alfred and Matthew had run ahead on the beach, and out of your sights. "Ma! Ma! Look what I found!"
Alfred and Matthew soon came back within sights, Alfred holding in one hand, his brother's hand, and the other a sea shell. "It's beautiful Al."
"It's for you," he said putting it in your hand. Matthew let go of his twin's hand and grabbed onto your skirt.
"Mama, I wanna go home," he yawned, "I'm tired."
You looked up at the sun, "Well it does seem time for your nap."
Alfred jumped up and down, "I don't need a nap!"
Matthew reached up for you to carry him. "Mama…"
Making sure he had his teddy bear you picked him up and held him on your hip. With your other hand you took Alfred's hand, "Time to go Al. The beach can get mighty scary if you don't have someone to protect you."
"I'm not tired," he complained.
"You still need to get a nap while I make dinner," you said.
On the way back to your small cottage
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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!
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“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
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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
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"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!"
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The sun blared down on you and your black lace parasol. You grumbled, “Artie is late again…he is in so much trouble…”
You turned, scowling at him, “You’re late.”
Arthur bristled, “Whatever.”
Groaning you walked into the mall. “We have to find a costume Artie.”
“Don’t call me that,” Arthur protested, following you into the mall. “Why did you call me anyway?”
“It’s one week before Halloween…you know my favorite holiday?”
Arthur blushed and chuckled nervously, “Yeah…”
Your hands were about an inch apart. During you walk in the mall your fingers touched several times as Arthur tried to take your hand in his. “There!” you pointed to a small shop with promising looking costumes.
Walking in your grinned at the crazy scary costumes. “How about this?” you asked picking up a witch’s hat.
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Peace. Quiet. Serene. Relax.
All that ruined by one loudmouth Dane.
You opened your eyes and raised yourself from your comfortable position on Emil's lap. "What is it Mathias?"
"Come with me, let's go out drinking!"
"No," Emil said gently pulling you back to your original position, "__________ is tired. She needs to sleep."
You smiled gratefully and leaned back. Emil quietly stroked your (h/l) (h/c) hair.
Emily smiled, you seemed to belong there. In his arms, sleeping peacefully. He didn't regret getting up at the crack of dawn to pick you and Mathias up from the bar the two of you had been partying at last night. He would do anything for you. It wasn't long ago that he realized he loved you.
Mathias glared at Emil. Jealous over the close contact the two of you shared. In his opinion you were perfect for him; you would party with him and had a great sense of humor. In his mind you were his and Emil had no business touching you.
"_________, come on…."
Emil glared at Ma
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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.
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from you..just never walked with you. His name was Arthur Kirkland, and lived only two
houses after yours. You two always left school at the same time, but for some reason never
decided to walk together. You never bothered to wait, and he never bothered to catch up. It
somtimes got annoying. No way. It was REALLY annoyoing. You decided to confront him about it.
As you turned to face your house, you waited for Arthur to walk by, before pulling him
over to the side.
"Arthur!" he cried, with lots of emotion built up inside.
He looked a little worried.
"What?!" he cried in a somewhat angry yet scared tone.
"Why do you never walk with me?"
A blush formed the british mans face, as she shrugged his shoulders and crossed his arms.
"I don't know."
"Comon! We used to walk together ALL the time! Since last month..you never talk to me
or walk with me anymore! How come?!"
Arthur blushed again.
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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
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"Stop...all of you!"
"What if (your name) doesn't..."
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!"
England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out.
Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He rememberd the day he first met you. The day you asked him for some paper at the world meeting. You got into a conversation after he asked; "Why? Nothing's important about meetings anyway." and became good friends after that. You were able to get along with Sealand better then he could, even America noticed how much you two spent together. Most countires wou
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"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?
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"Does everyone in america have a gun?"
Alfred F. Jones: also known as America, turned to see his friend (your name), surfing the internet, a keen look in her eyes as she scanned each word on the depicted site she was on.
"Whaa-dude what you readin'?" Alfred just chuckled, hoping she would ignore not getting an answer.
Well that sure wasn't gunna happen.
"Does everyone in america have a gun?" she asked again, earing only a yawn and a stretch from Alfred.
"No (your name), not EVERYONE in america has a gun."
"Okay.." she mumbled, and continued to search on the same sight. A few moments later, while Alfred was chowing down on a tastely hamburger, (your name)'s voice rang through his ears before he could even taste the meat or lettuce.
"What now dude?" he asked, hoping she'd be quick so he could get on with his meal.
"Is it ture that everyone in America eats Macdonald's on an everyday basis?"
Alfred had to think for a moment.
"Nope, dude...why you-"
"Are american people always racist?"
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Scribbling down your finished sketch, taking a moment to admire your work, it wasn't long before some random girl snatched it and took a nice glance at it.
"Whose this supposed to be?" she laughed sarcastically, however you knew to all well she couldn't do any better.
"It's a drawing.." you replied, wishing you had the ability to just reach up and grab it back. "May I please have it back?"
She darted her eyes between you and the paper, before laughing out loud again.
"Why would I do that?" she flipped the sketch back and forth in her hands, lucky for you she still had no idea who the sketch was actually of.
"Because I..need it.." you mumbled, however it didn't convince her.
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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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"Kiku, I'm home!" You called to your japanese husband, taking off your shoes and putting them to the side. You placed your keys and purse (if you have one) on the table before looking around.
"I'm in here _______." your husband replied, you noticed the bathroom light on. He must be getting ready to go somewhere.
"Where are you going dear?" you asked, hoping he'd step out of the room looking spiffy, and you'd kiss his cheek and go on your merry way.
"I have an errection today."
Your face dropped. What did he just say?
"What did you say?" you said exactly.
Your husband stepped out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth and both hands fixing his tie.
"I have an errection today _________. Didn't you hear me?"
Trying not to make it look awkward, you scanned him. He..did..have..a....pants problem? Lets just say that.
"Oh..okay.." there was a short pause.
"Do we rearry have to do this right n-" suddenly he stopped. His face slowly b
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"Come on bro, don't lie!" Alfred Jones boomed at his friend, and once brother, Arthur Kirkland.
"No you bloody git! I am not lying!"
Alfred, being the loud and obnoxious man he was, knew Arthur had a crush on (Name).
(Name), was a pretty girl they met a while ago, who turned out to be the country of (county name)! She was (insert personality here), and no matter how hard Alfred tried to ignore it, he could see Arthur falling for her like a ton of bricks.
It was high time he got down to business, and brought them together. However, Arthur was being a pain in the keester.
"Uggh dude, your no fun! Can't you see I'm trying to bring you two together!" Alfred admitted, tyring to hide his excitement.
He had a plan. A very...serious plan. It would for sure get Arthut to confess to (Name). But it would be hard to fulfil because nobody liked his ideas in the first place.
You see, Arthur really didn't go for girls..
There was Sey
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See, Mrs. Kirkland? Thats your baby right there, the doctor says, running his finger around the little shape in the middle of the screen as he holds the scanner on your belly. You cant help the tears pouring down your cheeks in absolute delight at the thought.
You and Arthur had been trying for about two years to get pregnant, but it just wasnt happening, and yet here you are, looking at the screen and actually seeing the tiny baby growing inside of you.
But weve been trying for so long and nothing happened, you say, staring at the screen as though if you looked away for a second it would disappear.
Things like this happen, Mrs. Kirkland. Ive had cases where couple has been told that they can never have children, and yet theyre back here a few months later looking at their baby on that screen.
And everything looks ok, yeah? I mean, its normal and stuff, right? you ask.
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Its quite cold out there, ________. Are you sure you want to-
You cut him off, Yes, Arthur! Cmon, itll be fun.
You had put your gloves on but Arthur insisted you wore a scarf as he wrapped it around your neck, and a hat too, pulling it onto your head.
You had been snowed in at Arthurs house, the snow being way too thick to drive in and he refused to let you walk home, so therefore the only choice was to stay here with the man you have a huge crush on. Maybe even love.
If you get cold, please tell me, he says, pulling his coat on. You take hold of his scarf and wind it around his neck like he did to you, grinning.
Ok, I promise. Now, come on.
He opens the door and the two of you step outside and into the deep snow in his back garden. It swirls through the air and starts to land on you. You turn to look at Arthur and giggle when you saw the amount of snow his hair has already collected.
I think youl
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Clap your hands, everybody!
And everybody just clap your hands!
Clap your hands, everybody!
And everybody just clap your hands!
Oh, its on again! Feliciano cheers, turning the car radio up.
You laugh. Yeah, again, you say as Arthurs voice starts to sing from the radio.
Hey, hey, Daddy, could I have some rum?
Hey, hey, Mummy, Hey, Hey, Mummy
It doesnt matter what I do, I never forget,
Since when are you so excited about their music? you ask as Alfreds voice chimes in loudly with Arthurs.
The taste of Apple Pie we had long ago in my head!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
Draw a circle, thats the earth!
I am America!
Arent you excited, ________?! Were friends with them! No, wait, youre Arthurs girlfriend! Thats even more exciting! Feliciano gabbles quickly and then starts to sing along.
Draw a circle, th
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You frown as you dont get an answer from Englands phone for the third time today. You wanted something to do and were going to see if he wanted to come over. As far as youre aware, neither he nor you had anything important to be doing and if there was something important you should be doing like attending a meeting, youre sure Germany would have yelled at you down the phone by now.
It had started to rain this morning and the rumble of thunder and flashes of lightning had begun to accompany it a little later, which had put you off going outside, but seeing England would be nice if you could just get a damn answer from him!
You shrug and pick up your car keys along with the spare key to his place that hed given you, just in case. He always answers the phone, so you find his lack of communication with you a little strange and worrying.
As you drive over to his place, you try his phone again, but, again, not getting an answer. The rain hammers against t
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Here you are, love, Arthur says, walking back into the room balancing two teacups on saucers. He hands one to you, Now, are you sure you can drink tea? Because I thought-
Arthur, its fine, stop worrying. As long as I dont have loads, its alright to drink tea, you assure your husband as he kisses you and sits down next to you. You have had to tell him this every time he brings you a cup of tea lately. He offers you one of his scones from a plate he brought through a few minutes ago, which you politely decline. You had learned to live with his cooking but Arthurs scones? The memory of them just made you shudder. Youve never told him, of course.
Alright. I just dont want something going wrong or Arthur Junior to be addicted to bloody caffeine.
You giggle, What do you think Im going to do, put coffee in his bottle?
He laughs with you, Well, not quite. You know what I meant.
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BEEP BEEP BEEP
Entering your house after coming home from work, you hear the sound of the fire alarm. You sigh and walk through to the kitchen again, snatching up the towel you keep by the doorway, which you use on a regular basis now, but not for drying spills. No need to panic that the fire alarm is going off, because youve seen a familiar car parked outside.
No, this towel is to fan the smoke away from the fire alarm and out of the kitchen window whenever your boyfriend, Arthur, is cooking. Usually, he doesnt burn things, and you never thought his cooking could get worse, but, unfortunately, you have been proven wrong by both him and the horrible cloud of smoke making you cough at this moment in time.
You exchanged keys a while ago, so youre not surprised to find him inside once youd seen the car. He tries to be sweet, attempting to cook for you, but, unfortunately, his cooking isnt a good thing.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
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Alfred looks at his reflection in the mirror, frowning. At least, it looks like Alfred. The thing is, Alfred isnt who he seems to be. In fact, the words that next leave his mouth are proof of that.
Oh, bloody hell he mutters, running a hand through his sandy blonde hair.
Yep. Its Arthur. In Alfreds body.
Stupid spell! I thought it would work! Alfred or, rather, Arthur says. The situation seems quite comical, as Alfreds voice also came with his body, so, of course, it sounds like Alfred trying to do a British accent.
A few minutes ago, Arthur was trying to do a spell to curse Alfred after well, details shall not be mentioned about the reason of the curse, only that Alfreds pranks have all become too much for his brother
The only problem was that the spell backfired a little. Okay, a lot. Now, Arthur is staring into the Americans blue eyes instead of his own. Well, maybe he could say they&
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You growl as your phone starts ringing, knowing exactly who it was from the personal ringtone about fast-food restaurants. Why you ever let Alfred get a hold of your phone, youll never know, but you did know he was going to get yelled at for waking you up at 2 a.m.?!
then again, you didnt know what he wanted. What if it was an emergency?
Alfred? you say, calmly.
Hey, ________! he replies, loudly.
No, hes fine. Time to complain.
What the hell, man!? Its 2 a.m.!
I know, dude. But Well, I was just calling to say I love you!
Your eyes widen as you sit up in bed. Did you really just hear him right? Alfred loves you?
You had wanted to tell him that for a while, too, but didnt have the nerve to. Is this for real?
Well, you showed me that thing on your laptop that said something like every girls dream is to be woken up to be told theyre loved somethi
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You yawn and sit up in bed, rubbing your eyes as the light gently enters through the break in the curtains. The first thing you notice is that your husband, Arthur, is not in bed with you. That was strange as youre usually the first one awake so that you can go downstairs to make him a cup of tea. Then there are the kids. Alfred is usually making a lot more noise by now and Mattie would probably have come in to see if youre awake so he can come downstairs with you. The six year olds didnt like to stay in bed on weekends, up early to play with their toys or draw which is more like Mattie as he is way quieter than his hyperactive brother.
Suddenly theres a crash from the kitchen, followed by your British husbands voice saying, Bloody hell, Alfred, will you be careful!
It was an accident! comes your sons response.
Look, Ill carry the tray, Arthur said, and then you heard the door open.
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No, I dont like that at all, you tell Feliciano, a hand on your large tummy as the baby kicked. You giggle and grab his hand so he can feel it too. He grins. You say, I think we should name him after you.
Cosa?! Are you trying to confuse me, bella? I would get too confused if we were both called Feliciano! he says, shaking his head vigorously.
You sigh, Ok, fine. Still, we dont know if its a boy, yet.
Feliciano grins again, Si, it might be a girl. A beautiful one, just like her mother.
Oh, stop, you! you say, cheeks going red as your husband starts to kiss your neck lightly. You pick up the name book, Lets try again, shall we?
Si. What about naming her after you? he suggested. You narrow your eyes in a playful glare.
No way! If you wont have your name for a boy then the same rule applies for my name with a girl.
But ________ is a beautif
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"Have you been stalking me or something?"
Arthur tilted his head to the side and winked, "That's for me to know and you to find out."
You paled, noticing that his hair started to go strawberry blonde. The green in his eyes melted away into a swirling blue and pink. You stood up and backed away, he followed at a cat like pace.
"Why don't we play a game love?"
"W-What kind of game." You licked your lips nervously, eyes darting around, searching for an escape route.
"If I win, you are mine. If I lose, I'll leave you alone."
"And if I refuse?"
"You lose instantly." He grinned, his smile seeming larger then humanly possible. Even his teeth looked sharper than normal.
"Fine. But, what kind of game?"
Arthur giggled like a child clapping his hands. "I'm so glad you asked Poppet!!"
"At first I wanted to play Hide-n-s
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"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
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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
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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
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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
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A heavy weight was crushing your chest. You tried to shift out of the way, knowing without opening your eyes what it was.
"Get off Gilbert."
"Nien." He mumbled, tightening his hold on your waist.
You propped yourself up on your elbows, frowning down at the man.
His face was pressed in between your breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
He did this every night. Sneaking into your bed, leaving you to wake up extremely pissed.
Gilbert had been doing this for two years now.
You could lock your door, set up booby traps and even a burglar alarm. The Prussian managed to get past all of them without waking you up.
"What will your girlfriend think Gilbert?"
He scowled, nuzzling his face against your chest. You blushed, trying to hide it with an angry glare.
Okay. Maybe you liked waking up with him at your side. Maybe you forgot to lock your door every now and then.
You liked Gilbert, more tha
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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
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You had always been fascinated with the stars. With the idea of thousands of solar systems where out there, each one with it's own sun, or three. However, the idea you loved most, the one that thrilled you was the idea that there was life out there. That just maybe, there was a species who wouldn't mind become friends with humans.
You glanced out the window at the darkening sky and sighed. If only there was a way to contact the outside.
A large white light streaked across the sky. You gaped, eyes wide. Grabbing a pair of binoculars, you threw open the backdoor and pressed them against your face, neck craning backwards to get a better view of the sky.
It was gone. Frowning, you lowered the binoculars and squinted at the sky. There was absolutely no trace of the white light that had streaked across the sky only seconds before.
Your shoulders slumped and you sighed. You must have imagined it somehow, spent too much time s
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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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Going to a new school was always awkward, always a hassle. And you hated it.
You stared at the glowering faces of your new classmates. Yeah, just like the teacher said. You were really welcome here. After all, death glares and 'I'm going to beat the shit outta you.' looks were normal.
Yeah totally welcome, all that was missing was the giant cake with the words, "FUCK OFF" on it.
One student actually smiled at you his red eyes twinkling. And then he ruined it by making an extremely perverted gesture.
Great. And to think that the only reason you were here was because your mother love the uniform. Just great.
Every class you went to that day had you go through the humiliation of introducing yourself. Each time you endured the glares of the other students.
At lunch, you sat in the bathroom, not feeling ready to deal with the stares of the other students. It was what you always did. At least until you were
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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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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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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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When Gilbert did arrive, you were sitting on your couch like nothing had happened. He burst through the door, red eyes wide and coated in frantic worry.
"Hey Gil," you said from the sofa, lazily waving a hand in the air. The red-eyed German stood frozen in your doorway for a moment, shocked.
Finally moving again, the man quickly changed his whole demeanor back to his usual obnoxious self. "What's up?" he asked, voice back to normal levels.
Your eyes stayed glued to the television in front of you. "Not much," you muttered as you felt him sit next to you, "just watching TV."
The two of you sat in silence and watched the show until it ended, then a quiet click was heard as Gilbert shut off the TV. You looked at him, curious as to why he would cut the power. He was staring at you, expression solemn and serious. Which, in all honesty, scared you.
Gently, he took your hands in his and brought them in between the tw
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You scrolled through your old stories and poems written on your computer, smirking at some of the most dramatic poems from your middle school years.
A forgotten boyfriend who moved away, the guy of your dreams who never caught your eye, anorexia, bulimia, suicide.
Some of the pieces brought tears to your eyes as you looked back at your painful years as a teenager. Angrily wiping away tears, you selected all of the works and hovered over a single button.
It was as easy as that. If you deleted them, they'd never be able to haunt you again. But, at the same time, you couldn't do it. All of the time you'd put into writing those, all of the emotions you poured into every little letter that was typed onto the screen, it was part of you. The pain, the joy, the sadness; it made you. You couldn't delete it.
Thankfully, the ringing of your phone prevented you from making a decision at the time. A look a
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The high-pitched ringing of Arthur Kirkland’s phone woke him up in the silence of the night and, glaring at the obnoxious device, he quickly answered it while rubbing his duly throbbing temples. An irritated “Hello?” was muttered from his end as he stared at the numbers on his alarm clock. It was nearly midnight.
“Mr. Kirkland?” a quiet voice stuttered into the receiver and Arthur felt his fatigue disappear.
Furrowing his thick brows, he swallowed, “Yes. Who is this?”
The hushed voice didn’t answer. “I- I know that you gave us your number with the intent of homework help, and I know it’s late, but-” the voice wavered weakly, “but I need your help with something- something else.”
Something in the Brit’s heart panged and he tried to recognize the caller’s voice. “Of course, love, anything you need.”
There was a relieved gasping of air on the other end as t
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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
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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 sat in the far corner of your room clutching a pillow to your chest as you heard something tugging violently at your door.
"It's OK," you laughed quietly to yourself, "the door is locked."
However, when another, louder-than-usual, bang shook the door, you shrieked a bit and grabbed your phone. Then dropped it. Then grabbed it again.
Dialing the number you knew would be able to save you, you clutched the phone. "Yeah. I need your help."
A sigh at the other end, "Again?"
You scowled into the receiver, "Yes. Again. Come save me."
"Fine," he said, sounding bored, "I'll be right over."
Twenty minutes later, you heard your front door slowly open and your name being called.
You shouted back your location, words choked from the heavy weight of your chest. "I'm in here."
The man ran into your room and gasped at the scene he saw in front of him. He knelt down to your level, his green eyes shining with something you couldn't distinguish. Smiling ironically at you,
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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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You jolt up quickly, bringing yourself from the verge of sleep.
The time is 2 am. The room around you is dark and quiet. No one else is awake on this fine Saturday night. You sigh and wiggle your computer mouse to reawaken your lovely computer. The black screen lights up once more, illuminating the walls and drawing shadows across your face.
'One more message. I'll reply to one more message…then I'll go to bed…'
You click with years of practice's speed. Images flash past quickly, yet you pay no attention to them, passing the Deviant Art homepage and logging in with extreme typing speed.
'50 Feedback messages? I just replied to them all.'
You click on the little inbox and wait for it to load. The seconds seem to take forever. Your alertness decreases, your eyelids drop. Your body wants to sleep, but your mind hasn't finished its duty of replying to all feedback messages before bed, as you try to do every night. You open your eyes and focu
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He walks away, hands jammed into his pockets, boiling in his own pot of irritation.
Today had been a perfectly fine day until Antonio started kidding around too much. He went so far as to pull the curl, despite the amount of times he's told him not to.
"Hey, come back! I was only playing around!" Antonio calls.
"Shut up, damn jerk!" he shouts back, still walking away. Antonio looks over at Gilbert, who just tells Antonio to leave him alone; Lovino walks faster, face searing hot.
"Stupid jerk, always playing around…how about I annoy him…? Stupid jerk wouldn't like that."
Lovino focuses on the ground, not paying much attention to the world around him, for he is busy dealing with his own to be concerned with anyone else's problems. His feet walk on their own for quite some time, and when he stops to take in his surroundings, he realizes that he's reached the edge of the town.
Dusk has begun to blanket the afternoon sky. He sighs and watches as a bus passes on the r
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"You know, I'm really glad you decided to join us, (Name)."
"Only because I know you'll need a ride home."
"HAHAHAHA! Dude, you know him so well!"
Arthur glares at America as he holds the door open for you. To get immediate revenge, he slips through the doors before America and thus resulting in the doors smacking the poor guy in the face. Alfred laughs that off as he swings open the door, whacking England on the back. Arthur staggers forward then turns back to America, yelling,
"Watch it, you idiot!"
You look back at them and sigh, "You haven't even taken a sip of cider and you're already acting irresponsible."
"He started it," Alfred strolls past Arthur and stands by your side, scoping the pub.
The place is lively; filled with music and laughter. The bar glistens from just being wiped down for the nightly round of hoppers. The tables are nearly all
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“Hm? What is it, Oliver?”
“Well…You do understand that I would never lie or purposely try to hurt your feelings, yes?”
You frown slightly at the question. “Yes, why?”
“Well…I don’t believe cookies are supposed to be that colour…”
Deflated, you look down at the cookies sitting on a plate in front of him before trying to defend yourself: “You said to bake the cookies for 40 minutes on low, but I knew they wouldn’t be ready by the time you got here, so I baked them for 20 minutes on high. They were still soft when I checked them…Isn’t that how they’re supposed to look?”
Oliver smiles down at the platter of cookies and lifts one, his voice low as he speaks, “That’s so sweet of you, darling.”
“I messed up again, didn’t I?” you groan, plopping down in the second chair at the coff
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"Are there anymore…?" You ask him, referring to his countless injuries. There are no life-threatening wounds, but the fact that he's hurt bothers you to begin with. You hate it when Alfred gets hurt. It doesn't happen often, but when it does, you can't help but want to lock him away from all the dangers of the world, keeping him safe from any harm.
"No, you got all of them, [Name]. I owe you big time."
You nod, stomach churning and flipping around. America sits on the couch with a small slouch, most of his body covered in bandages. His left eye is quite the shiner and throbs whenever its touched.
"Who did this to you?" You question the blonde quietly. He didn't reply the first time you asked, instead, he ignored you. But you have to know. It's beginning to eat you alive.
"It doesn't matter, does it?" he smiles. "I still have you."
"Alfred…" Your voice trails away.
"Hey, don't look like that, [Name]! I'm perfectly fine!" Alfred laughs just as lou
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You can’t stay at home for another day. You know that there isn’t much time left and, regardless of what everyone says, you have to see the world one final time.
You pick up your backpack and open your bedroom door. The house is still, telling you that your parents are asleep.
You tip toe down the stairs and to the front door, where you hesitate for a moment.
“I can’t just leave them…”
You turn around, deciding to tell them that you’re off for school when you see your mother coming down the steps.
“Where are you going?” She asks worriedly, her night dressings fluttering around her.
“To school,” You say as brightly as you can. She hurries over to you.
“You’re too sick to go to school,”
“I’m feeling fine, mother, really!”
“You can’t go,” she
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"How do I look, [Name]?" asks Francis as he struts around in a dashing suit and tie.
"You look like a fool," You lie, eyes falling upon Antonio as he emerges from a dressing room.
"I look pretty cool, no?" Antonio asks now, adjusting the ridiculous sombrero. You nod approvingly to him, and that makes him smile widely.
"Well I think you look like a fool," Francis pouts and crosses his arms, then struts off to his dressing room after winking at a shopper, nearly making her swoon.
You sit on one of many black stools as the two come and go in various outfits, France swearing that he looks dead sexy in all of them. And, although he doesn't look too bad in any of them, you enjoy seeing his look of disappointment as he trudges back off to change again upon your harsh disapproval.
After a moment, Antonio comes back out, wearing his normal clothes. "I don't think this place is good for party clothes," he says with a sigh and sits nex
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You trudge through the powdery snow, leaving a tell-tale trail behind you with each step you take. The bitter cold stings your partially exposed face like little needles poking at your skin and your gloved hand takes the bullet as you cling onto a large black tote. But you continue forth on the path that looks quite different from it normally would seem. You’re making your merry way to your best friend’s home, having heard that he’s caught a cold or something of that sort.
A sudden gust of wind nearly pushes you back the way you came, but you still continue forward. And soon, you see his cozy estate loom like a lump against the knee-high snow. Ice crystals cascade down f
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"Alfred, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Well, stop. I'm trying to do my homework!"
"Nah, you like it~" America hops on his toes, swinging his arms like a cowboy swinging a lasso.
"No, I'm trying to focus. Why don't you go dance with Korea or something?" You hiss. Sadly, you take your anger out on your poor pencil, snapping it in half. Still, the American continues to hop on his toes and laughs obnoxiously.
"Dance with me, (Name)!"
"No. I'm working." You reach up to grab a pen from the cup on the top shelf. He dances around you.
"Please? C'mon, do it GANGNAM STYLE!"
Then he goes much more furiously, switching feet between hops, and stepping twice with the 3rd and 4th beat.
"What does that even mean!?"
"Pffft- I don't speak Korean. C'mon, it's not hard to do."
You put your hand on his face and push him out of the way.
"No. I need to finish my homework."
Alfred taunts, "Don't be a Brit!"
Completely irritated, you pick up the abnormally large history book and swing it a
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There's nothing more in the world right now, as the earth's inhabitants safely rest in their beds. Tucked in tight, they worry not about the spirits lurking in the spilling moonlight, as you do now.
You draw yourself closer together, listening for any sounds. But there's nothing but the still and sickening silence of the night.
You wait a little while longer in anxiety, wondering what could be holding Alfred up. But as that thought passes by, you hear the slightest creek in the floorboard.
Sharply, you draw a breath, and hope it wasn't what you feared the most.
There is another creek; in front of the closet door.
Your heart pounds against your chest, but you don't say a word, for you don't want to break the rules.
The closet door is slowly pulled back and you push yourself against that wall in fear, only to find that it was Alfred, who quickly scrambles inside.
You exhale deeply, shooting him a dirty look.
"It moved." He says quietly, barely hiding the excitemen
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'Meet me after school. Backstage. -Secret Admirer'
That was all the note said.
Now, when I had dreamed of getting a letter on Valentine's day, I had imagined it to be filled with kind words and beautiful expressions.
Not vague instructions.
I sighed and shoved the note in my bag then grabbed my books and shut my locker. Well, at least I had the whole day to figure out who had sent it. The thing was, I already had a few ideas.
FIRST PERIOD: ALGEBRA
I rushed in just as the bell rang and scooted into my seat next to one of my suspects, Alfred F. Jones. I know he had a thing for me at one point, but I really doubted that he was the sender. It would have been bigger and more outgoing if it was from him.
"Good Morning Al."
"Mornin' to you too, babe." I sighed and took out the homework
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 1Out of breath from running so far, I crashed into the hospital doors, forcing them open. Rushing up to the counter, I immediately caught the assistant's attention.England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 1 in Romance More Like This
"Can I help you, sir?"
Panting and holding onto my knees for support, I managed to say, "I'm looking for ____ ____."
She checked her computer screen. "Sorry sir, but I'm afraid I can't allow you to see her. She's in surgery right now. As soon as we know anything, we'll tell you alright?"
I jerked my head up, a look of panic spreading across my face. I nodded submissively and went to take a seat in the waiting room.
-Several minutes previously-
I sighed, looking around my dirty living room. I should have expected it to end up like this after asking my neighbor, Alfred to house watch for me while I was away on a business trip, but of course, I underestimated the rowdy, loud-mouthed American's abilities to annihilate a room in just two days. I had just wanted to relax after arriving back home, but alas, I wouldn't be gett
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 5Every day after the accident, I went to see ______.England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 5 in Romance More Like This
I couldn't stay away, feeling as if i stopped visiting, her condition would worsen. It makes no sense, I know, but it did in my mind. From 11 am to 8 pm, I was there by the bedside, willing her to awake from her reclusive state, but she never did.
Sometimes Francis would stop by and say hello. Unfortunately, he could only visit on weekends, and even then it was only for a brief time. He traveled for his work, and that left him with little to no time to himself.
For some reason, it made me feel lonely.
Approaching the counter, I was greeted by a warm smile.
"Back again Arthur. You're on time, as usual."
I smiled back at the friendly receptionist. "It's only proper to be punctual. I am a gentleman after all. It is my duty to be on time. I would hate to leave a lovely person such as yourself waiting." I winked.
Her cheeks turned pink. No matter how many times we had repeated that conversation over the last 8 months, it had never ce
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That's how I felt.
The one person I loved, the only person I had really trusted....
She was gone.
I sat there, on the newly overturned earth, and turned my head to look up at the stars.
She would be up there tonight.
Tears flowed from my eyes, dripping from my chin, falling to the ground.
Why did you have to go?
I knew I wasn't the only one who felt this way.
She touched the heart of everyone she knew. Not one person who met her had anything negative to say.
She was an angel.
She was a goddess.
She was hope.
At the funeral today, not one attendee's eyes were dry.
We all loved her, cherished her, adored her. The impact she had made in everyone's lives was great. Even if you spoke with her no longer than a moment, you felt her warmth and kindness rubbing off on you.
Her stay in this cruel, judgmental world was far too short.
16 years wasn't enough time.
She deserved many, many more than what she ended up with.
She changed me.
She showed me kindness and compassion an
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 2I sat there, my face buried in my knees, trying to contain my composure. Surgery? How badly had she been hurt? What had happened? How long would I have to wait?England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 2 in Romance More Like This
These questions swirled around in my head for what seemed like hours. Eventually I felt a tap on my shoulder from a certain Frenchman. His normal perverted grin was gone, and had instead been replaced with a look of mourning. I opened my mouth, ready to ask the obvious question, but Francis just shook his head sadly.
"Zey can't tell me anyzing new."
"What... What happened?" My voice wavered as I spoke.
"I 'ave no idea. I 'eard 'er scream from my house, and when I got to 'er, she was in 'er front yard. My best guess is zat she was pushed out ze window." He sighed. "I called the police, and ze are over zere right now, trying to figure out exactly what went on..."
My hands clenched into fists as I tried to resist the overwhelming urge to punch something. "Pushed? You mean, as in on purpose?"
"Oui." Francis's voice cracked, as he b
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 3I could hear the blood pounding in my ears as we followed the nurse through the E.R. My heart beat was racing at what must have been a million miles an hour.England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 3 in Romance More Like This
After what seemed like centuries(though it was most likely only a few minutes), she halted outside of a room.
"Wait here for a minute. I'll check to see if she's stable enough for you to see her." She disappeared through the door.
We stood there in silence for a little while, before she poked her head back through the doorway.
"You can see her now, but please, try to keep your voices to a minimum." And with that, I took a deep breath, and followed Francis into the room.
I wasn't ready for the sight that met my eyes. Had I not known that ______ was lying in that bed, I would have assumed we had accidentally walked into the wrong room. She looked so pale and fragile, her head bandaged tightly. The white cloth, which obscured her usual shiny (h/c) hair, was stained with a dark red. A thick, bulky cast surrounded her left arm, as well
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"W-who are you? Where a-am I? What's going o-on?" She was sobbing uncontrollably, utterly confused by everything.
It suddenly dawned on me. They had told Francis and I right after the accident that there was a good chance that if she might loose him memory, if she could survive the coma. We knew she'd pull through, being the fighter she is, but this was something I hadn't prepared for.
Surely she would remember me? I mean, I understand her not knowing where she was, seeing as she had been unconscious for 8 bloody months. But not being able to recall me? Her best friend? How could that be possible?
One of the nurses went and tried to calm down the upset patient, while the other pulled my self and the doctor out of the room. I recognized her, having seen her every so often when she was checking in on ______. Veronica(at least I think that was her name) turned to face her coworker.
"Dr. Reid, how many times do I have to remind you about bedside manner?
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______ was awake. ______ was awake.
That was the only thought going through my head.
You'd think that after eight months of waiting for this I would have planned out what to say, right?
Nope. I just stood there, mouth wide open.
She wasn't looking at me. In fact, she didn't even acknowledge that I was there. Instead, she was facing a doctor stretching out her left arm.
Eventually, he noticed my presence.
"Excuse me sir, but what are you doing here? This room is off limits to everyone but those who work here and close family."
My throat felt so dry. "S-she has no family," I manage to croak out. "I'm the closest thing to family she has."
Sadly, that was true. When we were 7, ______'s parents had been killed in a fire that engulfed their home. The only reason she was still with us was because she had been at a sleepover at my house. We-meaning Francis, ______ and I- had been devastated at the news. Her parents were some of the nicest people you could ever meet. Wh
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 4Francis and I were currently sitting outside the room ______ was being kept in. A doctor had come in and explained her condition to us. ______ had suffered critical damage to her brain, that, at he very least, would cause loss of bodily functions and possibly memories. That was if she could survive her coma.England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 4 in Romance More Like This
Right after he said this, a loud beeping rang out from one of the machines and the nurse had shooed us out. And now all we could do was wait.
We sat in silence, neither one of us sure what to say to the other. It had been months since we had last spoken, and the last thing we had done was fight. It had become so heated, that had ______ not been there to calm us down, we eventually would have strangled each other.
I couldn't help but smile at the memory. ______ had smacked some sense into both the Frenchman and myself that night.
She and Francis had come over to my house for a movie night, like we had when we were kids. At first everything seemed fine, but when ______ had
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I pulled up and parked in front of the pastel yellow house. I could feel ______ getting antsy, ready to be out of the confinements of the car. She had amazed the doctors at the hospital, being physically fit after 8 months of comatose in bed. They also discovered something else. Not only was she stuck in the mindset of a child; she was just as energetic as one too. I could see her eyes widen as she took in the sight of my house.
"Wow mister! Your house is HUGE!" I looked at her, chuckling softly. "Thank you."
"Do I really get to stay here? And with you? Wow, this is incredible!" She was grinning from ear to ear, showing off her shiny white teeth. She tried to unbuckle herself, but quickly got frustrated when it didn't come off.
"Do you need some help?" I reached over to assist, but she shook her head rapidly.
"Nope! I got it! Just give me a minute!" She screwed up her face in concentration, brows furrowed, tongue tucked into the corner of her mouth. It was just like