Prussia x Elf!Reader - That Feeling [One-shot]Prussian military trainees surrounded a certain spot.
"Ah!" A gunman fell on the floor and whimpered in pain,
holding his bleeding arm. A gun was then thrown beside him,
perhaps it was his.
"Kesesese~" A Prussian swordsman with crimson red
eyes and silver hair laughed. He approached him and knelt
near him. "Zhat vas pathetic."
Other Prussian trainees were laughing at yet another
man Gilbert beat. Gilbert was considered the best swordsman
in the training camp. For a young age, he is qualified to
go to an actual war because of his incredibly awesome skills.
But he still has to finish all phases to leave the training
camp. He was also one of the officers in the disciplinary unit.
"Hey Gilbert, I heard zhat sum chick could beat your ass,"
a random recruit named Kurt teased. "She has the eyes of a hawk."
"Someone awesomer zhan me? Let me be zhe judge of zhat." He slyly
Someone passed by Gilbert and Kurt hastily. Judging by the
body, she was a woman. She was wearing a hood that was
Denmark x ReaderThe Nordics, except for Mathias, went out grocery shopping.
They left you and Denmark in the mansion because sometimes,
you and Mathias do the strangest things when it comes to
grocery shopping. So they decided to leave you two in the
"I bet when we come in, everything's a mess," Emil sighed and
opened the front door.
To their surprise, everything was clean.. and quiet.. too quiet.
"Should we really do this?" They heard your voice coming from
"Quit stalling!" They heard Mathias this time. The four Nordics
kept silent to hear your conversation.
"I know.. but I'm scared," you said, "I've heard that it really
"Ahh.. I'll just do it anyway!"
"Wai- OW! MATHIAS, STOP!"
"You don't have to scream!"
"OW!" They heard you scream and whimper.
"Stop being such a baby, ____!"
"OMG! I'm bleeding?!"
"That's normal! Now shush."
"I can't take it anymo- OW! OW!"
"I just started!"
"Fine. But trust
Angel!Iceland x Blind!Reader - Colors [CE]This is a story about [Name]... Yes! [Name] was
her name; she was blind. Despite the fact she only saw
the dark; she was someone who looked at life on the bright
side. She lived her life like that of a normal individual
with the help of her parents that loved her
There came a day that she felt like the world around
her shattered into pieces; that life was unfair and
cruel to her. But on that very day, was also the day
she met him.
[Name]'s parents wanted to go somewhere real' quick, so
they told her to stay at home. They trusted her to be
alone for just awhile since she knows the interior
very well by heart, though she was blind.
She grew a little worried as hours slowly passed away, but
she kept positive. As she was about to lay down on the
couch and doze off for a nice nap, the telephone rang.
She shot up and swiftly touched everything around her,
searching for the telephone that was just at her left.
Werewolf!Germany x Shy!Vampire!Reader [Pt. 1]Part 1 - Fatal Encounter
Various musicians played their lighthearted tune as people celebrated the festival that only comes once a year. There were professional performers, as well as buskers, entertaining crowds, vendors selling charms and pendants, with only the stars and bright red lanterns to illuminate the night.
You walked through the thick crowd, wearing a dark cloak with a hood that overshadowed your eyes. Your attention was stolen by a masked magician performing in a small stand.
"Thank you." The magician took a finishing bow, thanking his audience after his stunning show. His eyes caught your sight and gestured you to come closer. You didn't hesitate to approach him... You knew him; Vladimir.
He took his mask off saying, "Take that cloak off. You don't want to walk around looking like a serial killer."
You glanced from side to side before revealing what you were hiding. "I don't want to walk around wearing this either." You were wearing a red Chinese-waitress ou
South Korea x Reader - ContagiousYong Soo was like, "Da-ze~! Da-ze~!" Flailing his arms while running to you.
You were like, "Lol, whut?"
Suddenly, strange music came out of no where.
Then he was like,
(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ Oppa'n' Gangnam Style!
And your face was like: ಠ_ಠ
Then after a minute you were like,
(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ Oppa'n' Gangnam Style!
Then you were like,
(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ What the hell did I just do?
Dream!England x Reader x Norway - Promise [P. 2]You then feel a warm hug that comforted you. "It was all a dream.." Alfred whispered in your ear.
"That's.. that's what Art said." You looked at him with teary eyes.
'Everything.. seems so real..'
You suddenly felt so relaxed and comforted in Alfred's hug that you were leaning against him. You needed comfort so badly.
"Maybe you need some time going out of the house." He suggested.
You didn't want to look like some crazy woman so you had to lie a little to Alfred. "Yeah, maybe I should." You wiped your tears.
"Does going out for some air then getting some dinner sound awesome?" He said helping you stand up.
"Anything would be fine. Anything to clear my mind." You answered standing up with your hands on his shoulders. Noticing it, you blushed from embarrassment and quickly took your hands away. "Sorry."
"Hah! You don't have to apologize." He teased as he punched your arm softly.
'He's acting.. normal.'
"Give me a few minutes to prepare." You said going into your room.
Dream!England x Reader x Norway - Promise [Pt. 13]---------------------------------------------------
Opening your eyes, you found yourself in a wide field
of tall grass; not so tall to cover you. You try to
recall what happened as you got up. Upon remembering,
you looked at your knee where Nightmare had thrown a
knife at and found that it was gone.
Scoping your surroundings, all you could see is the
sky and the endless field of grass. You plopped back on
the grass on your back sighing, waiting for yourself
to wake up from this obvious dream.
"____?" The same soft voice in your mind that wanted
to help you, started to call.
You jolted back up answering, "What is it that you say
"Close?" you said eagerly, standing up. "How close am I?"
Before the soft voice replied your question, there
was no sound except for the rustling of the grass.
"Close," it said, "I can't tell you any further because
of the spell I made."
"Thank you for helping me!" you mumbled sacastically,
emphasizing the word 'Helping'. You then s
Dream!England x Reader x Norway - Promise [Pt. 6]He didn't expect you to agree just like that, making his heart skip a beat. He didn't have anything else to respond. Luckily, you were hungry.
"I better grab something to eat first. I'm starving."
Lukas hasn't eaten anything too. So you both went to an Italian restaurant that just opened a month ago nearby. You both sat on a table, facing the other by the window and ordered pasta. You both didn't make any eye contact with each other.
After a few minutes, both your orders came and the two of you ate silently.
"____! Lukas!", a man with an Italian accent broke the silence. You turned seeing.. Feliciano. "Long time-a no see~!"
What is this? A reunion or something?
He came closer. "Looks-a like the two love birds are back together~! Ve~"
You and Lukas nearly spat out pasta.
"Ehe~ Hi Feli.. Uhm.. i-it's not what it looks like."
Alfred was at your house. He rang the door bell but you didn't answer.
EnglandXReader What Do I Believe?England looked like he belonged in a loony bin.
You sat in your chair, not quite sure what to do. You had been reading and drinking tea with England in his library when some of his..."friends" decide to visit. And there he goes, off laughing and playing and talking to the air.
"Ah!" He cries, finally turning to you. "______, this is Flying Mint Bunny!" He gestured with his hand at a spot to his left. You try and focus on where he means, but you honestly can't see the creature.
"Um, England...I'm sorry, but I don't see anything."
His face falls and he looks heartbroken. "But...______, I thought you were different," He mumbles, cradling something in his arms.You look away and bite your lip.
"Wait," he looks at you with big eyes, "Do you think I'm making them up? Do you think I'm...crazy?"
You almost dropped your teacup. "No! No, of course not! It's just that...well, I, ah, I don't think they're for real." Your voice shrank with every word.
England narrowed his eyes. "______, you've read
EnglandXReader- Birthday SurpriseTomorrow was your 16th birthday, you will have nothing to do tomorrow because your friends are busy after school, even if it was a Friday night. You wanted to gather the courage to ask your crush somewhere but are too shy, even if he is your childhood friend. So you get in your pajamas and sleep..
The next morning you get dressed up and go to school. You get through your first 4 classes and go to lunch. You notice England is over there and walk up to him, with your heart racing you manage to say his name. "A-Arthur!"
He turns around to face you and waves. "Oh Hi ______. I was just going to look for you..Happy Birthday."
"Thanks... Anyway... why were you looking for me?" You reply trying to not blush.
"Well I wanted to know if you are busy around 5?" England puts his hands on the back of his neck trying to act cool.
"I'm actually not, since everyone else seems to be busy.." You sigh lightly trying to be calm.
"Then come to my house at 5, I will have a surprise for you." England nods and
EnglandxReader- The StageYou stared up at the stage, bottle of beer in one hand, chattering friends all around you. Somehow they had convinced you to come to this weird male strip club that had just opened and was supposed to be fantastic. Men from all different countries showed off their amazing bodies on stage for drunk, lonely women.
So far, you were dubious. Sure that albino "Prussian" was incredibly hot and the Frenchman with all the roses was handsome but other than that… nothing. And then the Brit came onstage.
He wore nothing but a pair of underpants in the colors of the British flag. He had messy blonde hair and brilliant green eyes with ridiculous bushy eyebrows that somehow didn't make him look ugly but all the more attractive. You sat up in your seat, staring attentively at the man.
"Ladies…." said the announcer, "He likes long walks in the park and reading romances all night… Please welcome ARTHUR KIRKLAND!" The room filled with applause and cheers. Arthur did some sort
England x Reader-The Greeting of LoveThe song had almost ended when you heard a sudden crash and banging noise from behind the stage where you were playing causing you to gasp in surprise.
"Wh-Who's there?" you stammered trembling in place, your feet cemented to the floor.
All of a sudden, you heard a quiet storm of cursing before someone revealed himself from the back covered in shambles of broken wood and crinkled sheet music.
"Bloody hell, it was too dark. I knew where I was going "
The young man in front of you had messy blonde hair barely covering a pair of bright emerald green eyes underneath the bushiest eyebrows you had ever seen. He was wearing an embarrassed expression probably because he had tripped on something in the back. You didn't know what he was doing here, though.
"Um, are you alright?" you asked quietly bringing your bow closer to your chest in case he was going to lunge at you (though you wouldn't know why he would do something like that in the first place).
The young man dusted his uniform and s
(Name) (l/n) was doing the dishes after dinner with her husband, Arthur Kirkland. Their two eight-month old children were playing in the living room with some of the toys their father made for them.
You sighed happily. It was such a peaceful night and you could hear the crickets chirping. You and Arthur watched the sun go down through the window above the sink. Reds, oranges, and yellows gave way to navy blue dotted with bright stars. Arthur wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head in the crook of your neck. A happy smile made its way onto your face as his warm breath cascaded onto your neck. Suddenly, an idea made its way into your head and your happy smile vanished, leaving a devious one in its place.
Taking the hose from the sink, you smirked and sprayed your unsuspecting husband in the face. A looks of surprise and shock made its home on his face and he let go of your waist.
“You little-” he spluttered.
“Catch me if you can Arthur~!” you said,
EnglandxReader: (Kissed you) Good Night
I dropped you off
Just a little after midnight
Sat in my car
Till you turned off your porch light
I should have kissed you
I should have pushed you up against the wall
I should have kissed you
Just like I wasn't scared at all
Arthur pulled up to a dark blue house. It was about 12:15 at night. The streets were empty except for a few people walking home from either a movie or the bar. He put the black car in park as he looked to the passenger seat of it. There sat a beautiful girl with [hair length/color] and she was looking to see if her parents were still awake(A/N: Sorry if your parents are dead T.T just assuming here). She then glanced back to him with her [eye color] eyes glistening in the faint moonlight that was shining into the car from his side. His heart skipped a beat. He then cleared his throat and got out and went to her side of the car. They were just getting home from dinner and a movie, their first date and so far it was going pretty well. Arthur was
EnglandXReader: Operate“Dance Poppet, Dance.”
He felt like he was on top of the world. His mind was soaring; his heart pounded heavily in his chest with excitement and power. And she was the source of it all. He watched as she pirouetted across the dark tile floor, her feet gliding across the tiles as if it wasn’t even there. Her arms fell around her body gracefully as they swayed to the imaginary music in her head. Her simple white dress flowed around her, the fabric billowing out from her waist, gently twirling around her spinning legs. The blue bow that was wrapped around her (h/l) (h/c) hair chased behind her as she teetered back and forth. She was merely a blur of colors. Pink, blue, white.
_________’s eyes caught hold of Arthur’s as her body took to another spin. Her eyes shined brightly, their deep (e/c) color sparkling, immediately pulling Arthur in. She was the embodiment of innocence and simplicity and it made Arthur all the more eager to touch her.
Enchanted- EnglandxReader one shotI frowned at the paper in front of me. My song was finally complete. All my feelings for my best friend and secret crush Arthur, finally put on paper. Now there was only one problem.
When the hell was I gonna sing it to him?
This seemed like such a good idea at the time...
A knock on the door drew me out of my thoughts. I went to answer it and who else would it be but the heartthrob himself.
"Oh, Arthur! I didn't expect you to be here so soon." Not that I minded of course.
"Actually love, I'm a little late... Sorry."
"Oh, is that so?" Sometimes it scares me how I can get so lost in my thoughts.
He looked around the house and sweat dropped. "Were you daydreaming again, _____?"
I blush, looking at my house. It was only a little messy, but I was extremely embarrassed. Arthur's house was always so clean! He was always outdoing me in this aspect and as a woman, I felt ashamed about that.
"Haha, you know me so well..." I trailed off scratching my head. "I'm really sorry. Come in,
EnglandxReader::The Small ThingsThe Small Things
England x Reader
There was a loud banging noise that you presumed was the front door; boisterous stomping down the hallway and incoherent words were thrown around as your husband dropped his suitcase on the kitchen table. There were dark circles forming under his eyes and stress lines were more apparent on his pale face.
He slumped into his armchair in the living room and began unraveling the newspaper that he picked up from the driveway, you on the other hand, were standing in the kitchen as all of the commotion happened, worried for your husband as his mood grew more sour each day.
You wanted to help, but you hadn't the slightest clue as to why he was so upset. He never complains about work, his brother Alfred hasn't bothered you two in a while, hell, he just got a raise!
"So, what's the big deal grumpy-butt?" you asked as you leaned on the back of his armchair. Arthur sighed distastefully and flipped the page of his newspaper saying,
-Songfic- APH England x DJ!Reader - Lost In StereoLOST IN STEREO
Pairing: England x DJ! Reader
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo)
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo)
She works for the weekend
Mixtape of her favorite bands
Tearin' up the radio
Lost in the stereo's sound
She's trouble in a tank top
Pretty little time bomb, blowin' up
Take you down, living in the radio
Lost in the stereo's sound
"Cheer up Iggy~"
"How can I cheer up when I can even barely hear myself thinking you git! And don't call me that!"
"Geez, you don't need to scream! Besides, it's your birthday! Lighten up a bit why don't cha?"
"Well, you should've brought me to a cafe rather than a bloody club Alfred! Not to mention a bloody famous club that needs months of reservations to even go into!"
"Ahahahaha!! Consider this my birthday present bro! You won't regret it I promise!"
So, here I am, stuck in an extremely crowded club, with that bloody wanker brother of mine, Alfred, all alone in th
“Arthur, could you please tell me where put those damn sunglasses?” [Name] sighed, tired of searching through her huge bag.
“I... I think they're in that pocket, right there, along with the white dress,” the boy next to her replied, tucking a couple of jackets into another of her bags.
“Oh yes, you're right,” she smiled. “Thank you for helping me, by the way!”
“I already told you this was the last thing I wanted to do today, I'm only helping you because I don't want to feel guilty.”
“Hehe, I know” she chuckled.
But you don't know why I didn't want to help you... Arthur thought with a sigh. And knowing me, you never will.
Arthur had loved his roommate since she moved into his house in London. He loved her more than anyone else, but he’d never considered telling her. And now she had to go. She wa
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, radient light spilling across the scratched leather sofa and surfaces like molten gold. The sky was littered with a few wisps of clouds, the rest like a water-colour painting in it's entirety as yellow faded to dusky pink and then to saffron orange. One graceful, languid hand swept away a shaggy fringe, Arthur's eyes flitting shut for a moment in though
Gentlemen Don't Kiss and Tell ~ ArthurxReader"What in the bloody hell are you guys doing?" Arthur asked both you and a laughing Alfred with a suspicious glare.
"Well, we just thought it would be cool if you ran a kissing booth," you looked at Arthur with puppy dog eyes.
"What?! A Kissing booth?! Have you guys gone completely bonkers?" he replied, a big blush spreading across his face.
At that, you and Alfie looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
"What? You gits, why are you bloody laughing for, I'm not going to kiss anyone--" he started off, indignantly.
"Haahhh- hayou are an idiot, Arthur!" Alfie laughed, almost out of breath.
"You aren't going to actually kiss anyone," You laughed, wiping tears out from the corner of your eyes. Oh! This was just priceless, that look on his face!
"ohohhh.." was all he said as he gave you two a sour look as both of you were trying to stop laughing.
He then crossed his arms and then started tapping his foot impatiently. "Well, then what do you want me to do, then, you two pa
I'm All Yours... Rock Star! England x Shy! ReaderI’m
All Yours… Rock Star! England x Shy! Reader
You sat patiently tapping
your foot in rhythm with the bass of your favorite band of all time.
Not only was it your favorite, but you were also best friends with
the lead singer, Arthur Kirkland. You smiled at the memory of meeting
*This flashback is brought
to you by England’s magical creatures*
You had decided to get out
for some fresh air to (favorite public place). You hummed a quiet
tune as you sat down, enjoying the peace. You could swear you heard
guitar playing in the distance, but decided to ignore it in favor of
resting your eyes. Before you knew it you were out.
You were woken up by the
sound of a guitar, but it was much closer to you now. You looked
around in surprise, finally locating the source of the noise.
What you saw made your jaw
A blond man was sitting a
respectful distance from you while playing the most beautifully
painted acoustic guitar you’d ever seen. He had his eyes closed
Christmas EnglandxReaderYou shivered, waiting out in the cold for the person on the other side to answer.
"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
Coming Home || Police!EnglandxReader
You didn't know what happened. One moment you were driving down the highway and the next, you were in the ditch, pain ripping through your body as you sat cramped in a sorry excuse for a vehicle. Moving was not an option, it hurt too much, but your head could shift slightly. It was just enough to take in your surroundings. The dash was crumpled and pinned your legs, the airbag was stained red from where your head used to lay and you could feel an itch at your forehead. Above you, the roof was dented quite thoroughly. Absently you thanked your mother's genes for making you short.
It didn't register though what had really happened. Your mind was working slowly. At a snail's pace, it tried to catch up to what was going on. You heard someone shouting to someone else, the voice getting closer. The driver's door opened and someone touched your neck carefully, taking your pulse. There was a sigh of relief before the hand took yours. Carefully you let your h
"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