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EnglandxReader England knocked on the door and waited patiently, he had meet ___(your name)____ a few days ago whilst he was sitting on a bench at the park neat your own home. The two of you began to converse and, well now he has seemed to have taking a liking to you. Arthur wore his white button up dress shirt under a argyle sweater vest that was green, it was a beautiful dark green, but nothing that could compare to his emerald eyes. His blonde hair ruffled in it's usual matter as he stepped back hearing the door knob turn. When you opened the door he smiled and politely greeted you. You were wearing _(clothing description)__, perhaps a little ways out of his taste but it looked splendid on yourself, you shut the door locking it and turned back smiling sweetly at him.
"I hope you don't mind but I presume you have eaten? If not we could drop by my home and I could make something for you." It was a little past noon, and you had in fact

Why don't You Love Me?-EnglandxReaderI find you enriching, a person beyond me yet at the same time so far behind. You have a tang to you that I'm not to sure I like, and so I keep tasting and tasting hoping to figure it out. I've yet to and you think I'd grow bored with you but you have a way of entrancing people. Maybe it's those eyes or perhaps that delicate smile, I've yet to figure it out.. I hope to one day though. Which isn't good, I'm not suppose to care this much you know? It just isn't the way things are meant to be. Yet you have wound your way into my system and become much like the coffee I hate, addictive. It's why I refuse to drink that dark slosh, it's rather amusi

England x reader Who needs A formal introduction?You were beautiful. Your dress was an absolute Attention grabber! It was frilly, and poofy. The perfect part of the dress You would think.
Yet it was a shame your beautiful face had to be covered by a mask.

"Hey...England!" The small America said grabbing the attention of England.
"Hmmm?"
"Why have you been staring at her all day do you know her!?" He said pointing at you.
England then looked at you and a faint blush appeared over his cheeks. He invited you personally. ______ was your name, and he knew exactly
what dress you would wear for he arranged it,so he could spot you easily.
"B..b-because I can." He replied
America shook his h

EnglandXReader- Surprise PicnicEngland x reader- Surprise Picnic

The clouds slowly meandered across the bright blue sky. Spring was just beginning to blanket the land with new life and fresh blossoms. You sat in the park under a budding apple tree on an old wooden bench. Couples flocked among the fresh grass and warming air. A particular elderly pair were walking up the hill in your direction. You smiled. They looked so cute together.
'Where is he?' You thought. 'He should be here by now...' Your eyes began to grow heavy and you considered heading back home.
"_____, I'm sorry I'm late," A voice startled you and you looked about. Arthur Kirkland had just walked up t

Too Late (ArthurXReader) "I love you." he had whispered into your ear, and you quickly glanced at him, shocked at his words and his choice of place to say this words. He smiled at you guiltily and he softly shrugged his shoulders. You slowly began to fill tears forming, and tried to blink them away. "I suppose I should have said it sooner. Maybe we wouldn't be in this specific situation if I had......or maybe it wouldn't have changed anything." he muttered, and he softly ran his hand through your hair and you close your eyes, tears finally breaking free. "I have another thing to confess, shocking I know, but it's true. I loved you back when we were children, from the first summer you moved in. Remember when you moved in?" he asked and you smiled at the memory.
*FLASHBACK BROUGHT BY THE AWESOME PRUSSIANESS!*

A five year old you were happily walking with your mother to meet your new next door neighbor. You had your (h/c) (h/

Anglophilia- EnglandxReader Anglophile or Anglophil (ˈæŋɡləʊfɪl, -ˌfaɪl)

— n
1. a person having admiration for England or the English

You weren't sure why you acted like this.

Maybe it was those accents.

Maybe it was the culture.

Maybe it was…

Okay, let's cut the crap shall we? You know exactly why you were like this.

The reason was standing in front of you, right now, unaware of your presence right now because his back to you.

He had fuzzy eyebrows, loved god awful food and tea, had gawjus green eyes, and an accent that made you swoon.

He was the personification of England, and he was the reason for your Anglophilia

EnglandXReader - Just one dayIn your very home home, You have kept a marble, You spent your time sculpturing your art and never missed an opportunity. You made it very detailed as possible as you can, showing that it was made by an artist who's dedicated their life just to make a single beautiful art such as this.

You backed away alittle to look at your masterpiece, Pride went up to you as it was absolute gorgeous. Approaching, You rested your hand and felt it, A smile across your face and sighed:

"I wish you were real" You said out loud to yourself, But then started laughing. It's kinda funny that your talking to a in-animate object, Your not expecting it to reply bac

England X Reader: Caught in the RainEngland X Reader: Prize for sunshineanddaisies
Caught In the Rain
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"Oh come on," you said to your backpack as you looked through the pockets one more time. You zipped up your backpack's pockets and sat against the door. "Why today," you asked yourself, banging your head on the door softly. "Why did I have to forget my key on the only day this week it rains?" You turned your head towards the road and sighed.
On your way home it was lightly raining, but too many drops to be a sprinkle. Now, after 5 minutes of searching through your backpack, it was raining hard, almost pouring.
You sat up and sent a text to your father with the problem at hand.
Daddy... I'm in a situation..

England x Reader - Arcades (Request)"…Why did you guys drag me here again?" you asked your friends, tapping your foot impatiently against the floor.

"Because we needed someone to keep track of the scores so the loser has to treat us to dinner later." replied (Friend 1), still pressing buttons on her controller, not even looking away from the screen for one second.

"Even so, why me? You know I hate arcades." you continued complaining, very unsatisfied with their answer.

"Cuz' everyone one else was busy." said (Friend 2), somehow able to play with one hand and eat chips with the other at the same time.

"There's nothing for me to do here though…"

"Here (Name), you can play to

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.

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

Silly Dreams- EnglandxReader"_____! What are you still doing up, Love?"

You looked up in alarm from your book, "Huh?" You blinked at the man standing above you, holding a cup of tea in his hand. It was your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland.

"I asked why you're still awake."

"I couldn't sleep…" you stifled a yawn, "So I decided to read a chapter or two of this book."

"And then the whole rest of the series, I see…" Arthur chuckled, gesturing at the pile of novels surrounding you.

"Sue me, it's interesting!" You stuck your tongue out at the Brit.

"I'll leave you to it then…" Arthur rolled his eyes and began to walk away.

"No, wait!" You called after him.

"Yes, dear?" Art

Missed You Madly- England/ReaderArthur let a small sigh expell from between his bitten lips, sinking further into the yeilding confines of the sofa. Between ink-stained fingers he cradled an ancient book, one from a time he couldn't recall (though he doubted he'd actually want to, in retrospect). He let his pale hands ghost over the yellowed pages and faded words, drinking them in with his darkened eyes and savouring the warm evening light flooding through the window. It was fragrant and sultry, the windows thrown wide open and allowing the perfumed aroma of roses to filter through into the cozy sitting-room. The entire expanse seemed to glow gold and shades of amber, radie

EnglandXxXxReader"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled.
"I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled.
"[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop.
"N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back.
"How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?"
"B-But I was us-"
Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home."
"But-"
He glared at you.
"I said go!"
You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock.
You stomped to his door.
"Fine."
You turned around towards him with te

Trying not to hate you- EnglandxReader"Do you, _______take this man, Arthur Kirkland as your husband, to love him and to honor him, to nurture, serve and support him, in times of joy and in times of difficulty? Do you promise to remain by his side regardless of what trouble befalls you, and in the presence of temptation to forsake this love, do you promise to remain steadfast and true? Do you promise with all your heart and soul to honor this vow till death do you part?"

_______ wanted to say "I don't". This was wrong, so wrong! She didn't want this! She didn't love this man, she didn't even like him! She was in love with another man, for Christ's sake! She looked back at said

Prince!England x Reader - My Queen

Your sandals hit the cobblestone streets with speed. A few people tried to stop you, but you kept running.
There was something urgent the prince needed to know.
And it was besides that you were in love with him...but so was every other girl in the kingdom!
But what would someone expect? The prince was a gentleman, never thinking he was better than anyone.
His blond hair gave him a cute look. His piercing emerald eyes gave him a seductive feel.

You gasped and stopped in your tracks as you almost colided with a young man.
You looked up to him. You knew him.
"Hey, Alfred. I need to see the prince. It's urgent. It's even written down so I

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While You walk~EnglandxReader drabble..

by ~1meh8, Nov 14, 2012, 8:15:42 PM
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You had noticed it lately. You didn't know why, but the boy who lived a few houses down

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.

"Why, Arthur?"

"Because..I.."

You grinned evily. It was working.

"Tell me!"

"Because I like to stare at your ass while you walk okay!!"

Now it was your turn to blush. So THAT was why he walked behind you. That explains why if

HE was in front of you first, he would always pretened to tie his shoes, or fix his coat,

just so you'd walk by him. He was..looking at your..

Now it all made sence. Then your eyes widened.

"ARTHUR YOU PERV!"

But he was already running into his house.