Snow, Tea, and Whovians (England X Reader) As soon as you heard the whistle of the kettle, you poured out the boiling water into the cups set up on the tray as fast as you could without scalding yourself. Quickly, you grabbed the bag of chips, bag of bonbons, and the bag of biscotti off the nearby table. You shot like a bullet out of the kitchen, carefully with the tea, mind you, towards the living room before you would miss anything. Other nations dived out of the way as you ran past, yelling at you as you ran.More Like This
"Aiyah! Why are you running so fast?!", Yao cried as you nearly knocked him over to get through. "Is the kitchen on fire or something, aru?" You ignored and kept running. You were not gonna miss this. Finally reaching the living room, you victoriously threw the snack foods on the coffee table as you more carefully set down the tray of tea. Some of the nations in the room looked confused at your hurried entrance. Your friend Alfred, however, just laughed.
"Dang Name ", he laughed, "
Marry Me (England x Reader)More Like This
Hahaha Arthur, Dude calm down you’ll think of something!” America yelled at the other blonde across the room, but England couldn’t stop blabbering about how he couldn’t think of a unique way of proposing to you.
“You don’t get it Alfred, [Name] is a special lady! She needs to be proposed to in style!” America sweat dropped.
After a few minutes, England finally plopped down in his desk chair and began to slam his head down on the table rapidly. America franticly ran across the room and stopped England.
“Are you crazy!”
A smile slowly formed on England’s face. “Nope, I’m a genius!”
“Ummm, Arthur is there a reason why I’m here?” you asked the blonde who was bustling around the kitchen.
“Yes love. I really wanted you to taste this new pie recipe I received not to long ago. Now go and watch television.” You groaned. After eating that pie you would have another visit to the hospital&
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Games 'n' Guys - England
You've come to the realization that your crush could not cook. What so ever. His determination to actually make a meal was adorable , but whenever he attempted to bring you a dish it was anything but.
You looked down at the DS in one of your hands and the Cooking Mama case in the other. 'What was Mei thinking? She knows he'll blow a fuse if he thinks I want to teach him.' you thought as you contemplated on just leaving and having your friends pick another game.
You hear a smoke alarm go off inside the pale green house and the familiar smell of burnt food was in the air. 'Never mind , offence or not , he's playing this game.'
You reach under the door mat and pull out the spare key. Once you unlocked the door , an onslaught of black smoke invaded your nose and you choked and closed the door behind you. The door slamming was loud enough to draw the attention of the Brit in the kitchen.
A string of curses and the sound of a fire extinguisher could be heard. You ro
England x Reader - Costume Hetalia HeavenMore Like This
England - Emerald
You glared up at America, this game was definately not your idea of fun. Alfred continued to urge you to pick a paper by means of poking your cheek with the edge of the hat. Sighing in defeat you plunged your hand into the black top hat, shuffling the papers with your fingertips. You whisked your hand out of the hat, a piece of paper clutched in your hand. The paper was crudely coloured in a green shade with crayon.
Handing the slip to America, you stood up and wiped your hands on your new unicorn onesie as you tugged it down to fit your form. You boredly sauntered up to the closet, waiting for your partner in heaven to be shoved in.
And sure enough another unfortunate soul tumbled upon you, feathers from a pirate hat tickling against your face causing you to sneeze.
"That bloody git..." you heard a thick british accent mutter, probably referring to the annoying American who tossed you both into the closet.
You squeezed yourself out from under his body, allowing both
What's That Noise? (England X Reader) You closed your eyes and tried to clear your mind as the loud dance music thumped and pulsed around you. After sighing, you lifted your head and looked around the room full of people. Why did you even come to these parties? All you ever did was just sit and drink soda while everyone danced and had fun around you. But no matter how many times you said no, your friend, Gilbert, always managed to rope you into going to his wild house parties. Of course he'd invite everyone from the World Conference, so all your co-workers got to see you sit there like a potato on the couch and sip your lonely soda. You sat your chin in your hand as your eyes surveyed the crowds. You chuckled as you saw your American friend, Alfred, thrashing his head and body to the dance music, and trying to get your Japansese friend, Kiku, to join him. Needless to say, Kiku looked quite uncomfortable. You watched as Antonio led a conga line, with Feliciano behind him, pulling his foul-mouthing brother Romano alongMore Like This
England X Reader~Scone MotivationMore Like This
"The scones! The scones!" you shout as the fire alarm goes off with loud beeping. Smoke pours out of the oven, filling the air with the burnt smell of England's failed attempt at cooking. America runs out of the kitchen fanning the smoke out of his face.
"Dude! That's the tenth time you've burnt them!" You follow after him, coughing out the smoke from your lungs while England frantically pours a bucketful of water over the burning scones.
"Frog face! Get your bloody butt over here!" England shouts, over the loud beeping of the alarm.
France chuckles, looking up at you countries, his leg propped up against a chair holding a magazine. "Angleterre, I recall you saying that you had complete confidence in your---oui!" France barely manages to duck as a flying burnt scone zooms over him. "That wasn't very gentlemanly of you." France mutters. He hops of the chair he was sprawled on and heads towards the kitchen.
Blessing in Disguise::Spy!England x ReaderYou were preparing to board your plane back home from London, from where you spent the last two weeks vacationing. You were sitting in an uncomfortable chair and watching the news on the television overlooking the sea of people walking.More Like This
"This is BBC news, now informing you with most distasteful events that have recently occurred. There have been reports of a man who is murdering high-class women throughout London. The Police are searching for this so-called "Man in the Shadows" and seem to be hot on his trace "
"Now boarding for (city/town/province?)" the cheery voice called. You quickly picked up your bags and turned around. In the process of turning around you ran into a tall man with messy blonde hair and striking, green eyes.
"Oh, my apologies miss, I didn't even see you coming!" he said helping you up. You looked at him questioningly and said, "It's no problem at all, I'm sorry for running into your
England X Reader ~What's In a Name?~More Like This
“Arthur, do you know what your name means?” a curious voice asked from behind a giant book of baby names, wide eyes looking out from above the large, leather bound spine.
He set down his cup of tea in the saucer in his hand, arching an eyebrow. “No. Why?”
“It turns out that neither does history.” You responded, and you flipped around the book and slid it over to him. He inspected the area that had his name in the A’s carefully, but you were right: there was no meaning for the name Arthur.
“That’s not fair,” he huffed, and he slid it back to you, crossing his arms and slumping in his seat. “I’m just as good as the next bloke.”
“We could always make up a meaning for you, y’know.” You suggested, closing the book.
“Why?” he asked. You shrugged. “It might be fun. Besides, I’m done with reading the book.”
“Why were you even reading it?”
You shook your head
EnglandxReader ~ Only Fools Dance In The RainMore Like This
"Mpphhhmmm..." Mumbled Arthur as he began to wake up. His hand slowly grabbed the digital alarm clock that lay on his night table right next to his bed. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and squinted to get a better look at the red numbers that flashed on the small and dark rectangular screen.
"Ugh... must of fell asleep while folding the clothes..." He turned his head to the side and noticed an immense pile of unfolded clothes laying right next to him. He groaned and rubbed his face into the warm pillow.
"I don't want to get out of bed... it's so waaarm..." He wined. But then he remembered he had no choice to get out of his comfy nest of sheets since he had agreed with you earlier during the day that he was going to be the one cooking dinner tonight.
"Speaking of _________... Where in the world is that woman?" Seconds after he finished his sentence, a loud shriek was heard from outside. Arthur immediately recognized your voice. He threw the bed sheets off his body and