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EnglandxReader-Fate Part 3 What is this?
Why? Why? Why?
Don't lie to me....
You felt his hands shake as he took yours in his. "Who did it...?" Your voice was as cold as ice and there was no flow to this demand.
"I-I can't" Your face gets closer to his, almost touching your nose with his. This made him blush slightly, but as soon as it came, it left, now replaced by a pale look. His hands were shaking even more, and his palms were sweating with the rage within your eyes that seemed to captivate his soul. Deep down he likes this so. It must have reminded him of his Dark Magic.
"Tell me Arthur... now...."
He looked down to meet his feet and yours, which were bare, exposed to the man-made element street.
"Your feet are getting wet-"
"I don't care." His head slowly made its way to meet yours. Nothing but rage was written on your face.
"Please don't go after him.... This was only an accident. He's deeply sorry, but he's scared to even apologize." You nodded, but had mixed feelings about the agreement.
EnglandxReader-Fate part 5 ENDING!Love and forgiveness finds its way in
But it is up to you
To allow it.
Time had passed and Arthur was still asleep with his arms still wrapped around you. You couldn't help but touch his lips softly with your fingertips. There so soft and warm~ You knew in your heart you loved Arthur, and you wanted nothing to get in between the two of you. You slowly made your way out of his embrace and replaced yourself with a pillow, which he immediately clung to. You giggled a little between your fingers.
You started to get dressed, but all you could find were dresses that were not yours.
"Arthur must have gotten me some dresses.... How sweet." You took a long (f/c) dress from the closet. The back was longer then front and the back had ruffles at the tail.
You notice a butler was outside your door, staring into the room.
"Oh hello there." You whispered. You tugged on the man's arm to pull him close to you as you finish your sentence in a whisper in his ear. "Please don't wake Arthur. He's
EnglandxReader-Fate Part 2He was not the man who killed my baby brother.
He only reported it.
Why did I have to be so cruel to my brother?
I wish I could take it all back.
Your skin was exposed to the sunlight, welcomed into your room by the nurse. She had black hair that was up in a bun, olive skin tone, and emerald green eyes. You remembered her the first day you came to the hospital. She was there for you the first night you stayed at the hospital after the Englishmen had left.
"Please no more tears ma'am. It's ok~" Her voice was so soft, and full of sweet tones.
"How c-can I-I? M-My bro-ther... h-he's d-d-d...." You couldn't even say the word it hurt so much. The nurse held your hand. You could only hide your tears with your hand that was in charge of a sad duty.
"How do you feel today (y/n)?"
She still had that sweet voice that felt so familiar before.
"I'm ok..." you replied halfheartedly.
She nodded her head and smiled. "I'm so glad. Do you need anything?"
You shook your head.
EnglandxReader-FateThe world had seemed so still ever since your accident. Your mind just kept replaying that horrible event like a broken record. The expression on his face captured so well in your mind. His cries so loud that it had to have traveled the cold air for miles. If only you could have saved him.... If only you had come just a minute sooner. If only he had just kept his fingers between yours.
A few days before...
"Hey! Get back here!" your little brother yelled. You and your baby brother were in the backyard of the apartment building. You were running away from him as if a mad man or wild animal was chasing after you.
"Give it back now (y/n)!" You couldn't help but laugh to yourself. The wind carried your laughter in your brother's direction. "Are you laughing at me?! I'll show you!" He started to speed up and shockingly grabbed you by your (f/c) tee.
You stopped dead in your tracks as your brother pulled, still trying to grab his action figure.
"Hey! Let go you turd!" you yelled. This was yo
TouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)TouchHeart
England x Reader
The sandy blonde American rose up from his seat, the bowl filled with popcorn which was resting on his lap a few seconds earlier came flying in the air, showering a certain [Name] with its content.
"WOOT!!" he screamed "Did ya see that, [Name]? Second touch down today!! AWESOME!!"
"Yeah, Alfie." you replied in an annoyed tone, picking the popcorn from your [hair colour] hair. "Can you be careful, next time?" you added, popping some of the buttery goodness in your mouth and crushing it with a solid "crunch".
"I was: that's why you don't have chicken wings instead."
You sighed, but you let out a small laugh, while the green-eyed blonde next to you grumbled some insults to the American under his breath; he had been the victim of that one the year before.
"Chillax, bro! We're watching football here!" said Alfred, amicably punching his older brother's shoulder since you were leaning your elbows on your thighs, your back arc
England x Reader - My Cake!“One slice of strawberry cake please,” you ordered, watching the cashier take the cake out and place it on the counter.
“You’re lucky. That’s the last one,” she smiled at you and held out her hand. You were just about to place the money on her hand, but out of nowhere another hand landed there and left a $5 note, a voice telling her to “Keep the change!”
“Hey!” you called out, reaching for the person’s shoulder and turning him around, only to find out that you knew him.
“(Name),” he stated.
“Arthur,” you said back, just as bluntly.
The two of you just stood there for a few moments, before you continued.
“Um…I believe I bought that first.”
“No, I paid for it first,” declared Arthur.
“But I ordered it!”
“Yes, but who gave the money first?”
“I was giving it! You blocked my way!”
“Either way I bought it first. I’m planning
Vampire!England x Artist!Reader Chapter 1Author's Note:
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It is an ordinary day, and you are just about to finish a drawing of the ocean. You are a little worried because your deadline is coming up. You still can’t believe that you are a professional artist. It has always been your dream, and you always have had a love for art. You smile as you put your pastels down.
In front of you what was once a white canvas is now an explosion of blues. The waves fool the eye, making it look like it is moving. The fish underneath the ocean’s surface are filled with colors that mix perfectly with the blue colors. You start to begin to clean up. A
EnglandxReader: Notebook EntriesLooking at the shelves of books, Arthur Kirkland found a familiar looking girl in the library. It was (Name), a girl from his class. They talked to each other once in a while, and ate together sometimes, too.
"Hello, Miss (Last Name)," he greeted as he approached her. Unfortunately for him, they were still on formal terms.
(Name) clutched her notebook close to her and smiled. "Hi, Mister Kirkland. How are you?"
"I'm alright, thank you for asking. I'm just looking for a good book. And I'm guessing that you're looking for one too?"
She laughed a bit before trying to reach up to get one, barely touching the book's spine. "Yes, I am."
Arthur noticed her difficulty since she was shorter than him and the shelf. Since he was such a gentleman, he reached up with little efforts and got the book for her. "Is this the one?"
(Name) nodded and thanked him in return. He noticed she wasn't giving any eye contact and there was a slight tint of pink on her cheeks, which brought him to look
Take Care of You England x Reader Arthur had always been there for (f/n). In Kindergarten, where they met, when her pencil broke, he'd given her one of his. Whenever she got lunch she didn't like, or had forgotten her lunchbox, he shared his lunch with her. When her goldfish died, he'd comforted her.
He was still there in middle school. When she couldn't go to the first dance because she was sick, he stayed home with her. He auditioned for band with her when she'd been too scared to do so alone. When her first real crush broke her heart, he was there to convince her he was a jerk and didn't deserve her. That was when he realised he loved (f/n).
And on into high school. They got lost in the hallways as freshmen together. They continued with band as sophmores together. He attended detention with her, and even bailed her out a few times. Then injunior year, she'd met Francis, a foreign guy from France.
Pirate!EnglandxLittle!Reader Part 7“Dios mio, isn't she just the cutest thing!”
“Oui, she's just as adorable as Mathieu was at this age!”
“Ja, it makes me miss vhen Vest vas little!”
'Well, this is... Unexpected.' You expected them to throw you in the brig, or torture you for information, or something. But, no, they were fawning over how cute you are. What kind of pirates were these guys?
“Um, Excusez-moi? Frère?” The door creaked open and a meek voice called. You turned around to see a young man, about the age of Alfred, had entered the cabin.
“Oh, Mathieu! Quel est le problème?” The blonde asked and soon engaged in conversation with the new arrival.
You still couldn't recognize the language the were speaking, but some words were similar to English, so you could pick them out. Bored with whatever they were saying, you turned to your other two captors and did a quick examination on them.
The one with the brown curly hair wasn't too s
Babysitting (England x Reader)
"Hey Artie!" You chirped happily through your cell phone.
"Good morning Miss (Name), I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could do me a favor," replied the Brit.
"Oh, but of course! Whatever can I help you with, my good sir?" You joked, using your shoulder to hold up the small electronic as you moved about in your kitchen putting groceries away.
"Could you watch Alfred for me while I'm gone?" Your face lit up at the thought- Alfred was like a son to you, and you loved him like family. Besides, a chance to see Arthur before he left for whatever business he had? How could you miss up on that, considering your (hopefully not obvious) feelings for the green-eyed man.
"Did you even need to ask me? I'll be over there in 20 minutes. Seeya then Kirkland!" And with that, you put away your phone, pulled on your shoes and (f/c) jacket, and set out for England's house.
"(NAME)!!" Shouted your blue-eyed "son" as the door opened. Not a second later you were tackled to the ground wi
England x reader: A Gryffindor and a Slytherin"Mind if I sit here? The rest are full!" A messy haired English boy asked popping his head out from behind the door of the cabin you were sitting in. You were on your way to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry, where you were going to study magic, it was your first year attending this school and you were rather nervous.
"Of course!" you nodded and the boy sat down on the seat across from you.
"My name is Arthur Kirkland, I'm a pure blood. I come from a family of Slytherins but my older brother was put into Gryffindor and you are?" he introduced himself and you were quite surprised how forward he was with you.
"My name is _____ ______. Both my parents are mugggles...." you mumbled ashamed of what he might think.
"Oh a mudblood..." he muttered.
"EXCUSE ME??!" you snapped, how rude! you just meet the boy and he was already calling you names, mudblood he must have some guts to say that aloud. It took you alot of willpower not to go up to him and smack him in the face. "I'll ha
Marry Me (England x Reader)
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&
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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