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::Cute Magic:: England x Reader"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.

"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"

"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"

"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.

He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to

Pocky (EnglandxReader) It was late in the afternoon after one of the Allies' meetings. You were sitting on the couch at home, watching your favorite TV show. A marathon was going on for about 3 hours, and you didn't want to miss the finale. It would probably be very dramatic, given the type of show it was and how the characters acted towards each other.You wore and old, messy white T-shirt and pajama pants, since you were being lazy today. Through this, you were also eating a normal sized box of Pocky. There was a knock at the door, so you went and answered it quickly.
"Hi, love," Arthur said. He stood in the doorway as adorable as always. You let him come in and he found a nice place on the couch to settle down.
"What are you watching, sweetheart?" Arthur looked at you, smiling. He reached into the box and picked out a stick for himself.
"Oh, just a marathon of [f/tv show]. The finale's coming up. Do you wanna watch with me?" Arthur nodded, kissing you

Canada Proposal(Inspired from something I saw on the News a couple years ago)

“So you and (y/n) are getting married?” asked America sipping his soda.

“No, that’s not what I said,” his brother said with a sigh, “I want to ask her to marry me. It’s not quite the same thing.”

“Okay, so?”

“So what?”

“So why haven’t you?”

“I’m not sure how to ask her.”

“Dude really?”

“What do you mean?”

America leaned on one elbow, “You got to do in a way she won’t forget. If it were my girl there would be fireworks, food, the w

England x Reader - I'll Always Love You

Groaning, your held your head in your hands as you sat up from the hard stone your body was laying on.
It felt like...you fell there somehow. There were a few bruises on your back, and your elbows.
Taking your hands from your head, you examined them slowly.
Seeing three scratches in a line down your left arm, you gasped.
From all the time you speant studying the paranormal, you knew that was a mocking of a trinity.
It was demonic. Bad sign.

And, you were getting a bad aura from this place you were in.
Looking around yourself, there was only a pathway made of dark stone. Like you fell on.
Then...a black abyss. It was like the gateway t

Request: England (x) Reader

The meeting started and the countries were getting absolutely nothing done. It was the holidays and everyone was just relaxing, sitting down and talking about plans for the holidays. Even Germany was letting loose.
In one area of the room, four of the allied boys were talking over their own plans until one of the female nations came over. “Hey, guys, I think something is wrong with England.” She said and pointed to him. His head was on the table with his arms around it.
“I'm sure he's fine.” America stated.
“He probably just got drunk again.” France added.
“I don't know. He really does seem upset. May

England x Reader - You Can Get MeArthur Kirkland sat on the couch, his legs crossed, reading the newspaper. He was enjoying the somewhat peace and quiet that was going on in the house. Alfred was sleeping in the arm chair, quietly snoring and probably dreaming about hamburgers. This gave Arthur some time to himself. However, he felt something was missing.

As much as Arthur loved keeping to himself once in awhile, he always knew that he couldn’t be happy without his one love; [First Name] [Last Name]. He loved everything about her. The wonderful smile she greeted him with every morning, the beautiful look in her [e/c] eyes, the way her [h/c] locks glimmered in the sun,

Romano ProposalIt had been a long day at work. Everything seemed to go wrong and go against you. You walked dearly to your apartment door. You put the key in the lock and turned it. The locked clicked open, but you didn’t open it. You stood with your forehead pressed against the frame.

Finally you sighed and turned the handle. The door sung opened and you stepped inside. You removed your coat and shoes and put the quietly in the closet. You walked out of the entry hall and almost didn’t notice the roses. They were everywhere, in vases and on the floor. Candles flickered by the windows and on the tables.

“What the?” you whispered. Y

England x reader rock,paper,scissors

"rock,paper,scissors!" they all yelled

"what in the name... I..I actually won!" England yelled in a jolly voice
"What? No way England couldn't have... I mean... I belong with ______ dudes." america said with a sigh

"How do you think I feel?" France said frowning

China whimpered in the corner and you could swear you saw Russia take his leave.
You glanced at England who was still bragging on his awesome rock,paper,scissors skill

"He's not looking!" Spain said with a evil grin as he almost snatched you away from the crowd.

"No she's mine today Spain deal with it." England said as he took your arm and dragged you near his chest.

"So anywa

EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.“Arthur...?” you said as you opened the door to his room with a slow and loud creak.

You could hear loud thunder noises

“A-Arthur” you said, the light from the lightning flashed light through the window.

He could see your watering eyes.

“What is it,love?” he asked in his usual North London accent, which always seemed to calm your nerves.

The thunder crackled and on cue you whimpered,

“Love, are you scared of the thunder?” Arthur asked half asleep; sitting on his queen sized bed.

“No..it not that.” You said staring in to the dark room, the moonlight that shone through the windo

England x Reader: Smile Please?"Lunch break! Who wants McDonalds?" Alfred hollers through the conference room.

"Ooo! Me! Sounds awesome!" You reply back to your friend.

You and Alfred have been friends for who knows how long. You can't even remember how the hell you two became friends, it was just too insane to bother remembering you both say to each other every time the subject is brought up.

"How about let's not and say we did? You've eaten hamburgers for the last week! Try something different stupid" Arthur says, slightly annoyed.

And that's your other friend Arthur. He has an attitude and huge assed eyebrows. You have always kinda liked him and his big e

England x Reader - Time is Wonderful (request)

Could it be? YES IT IS! My first request eva! Also, I'm still open for requests!~

Please excuse the grammar/spelling errors, unless you think that I mean't to do it.

Enjoy!~

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England x Reader - Time is Wonderful!
Third person POV all the way!

New Year was getting closer and closer.You decided to invite all of your friends, and of course, your darling boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland. You and him will be celebrating your 3 year anniversary at New Years eve. It happened so long but you still remembered it like it was only yesterday...

~flashback~

You walked in

EnglandXReader: The Internet

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 repl

EnglandxReader: Scarfs

Scarfs

EnglandxReader FanFic

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You shivered as you walked down the cold streets of your town. Gosh, you hated it when it was this cold. You understood that it would be cold today, but not in the negatives!!

You hugged your coat closer to you and sighed, looking at how your breath became visible in the cold, frosty air. You wished that you have brought your scarf with you, but almost being late for meeting with your friend Alfred, you have forgot to put it on. So there you were now, walking back from his house, in the freezing weather.

‘Why did I even go to his house anyways…?’

---FlashBack---

You flipped thr

EnglandxReader: Perfect Eyes

“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 crus

EnglandxReader - Miracles Happen

“See, Mrs. Kirkland? That’s 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 can’t 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 wasn’t happening, and yet here you are, looking at the screen and actually seeing the tiny baby growing inside of you.
“But we’ve 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 disapp

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England Proposal

by ~MidnightSNow17, Jan 5, 2013, 12:34:08 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / General / Short Stories

You smiled cheerfully as you arranged flowers in a vase in the living room. It had been about a year since you moved in with your boyfriend, England. You insisted on keeping it clean. You brushed your hands off and looked around, everything looked good.

*BANG *

You jumped and looked wildly around. You ran into the hall you were certain the band came from the kitchen. You ran to the kitchen and also most fell over twice. You swung around the door and looked around. There was pink everywhere…then you realized it was frosting.

From one end of the kitchen came a groan, “England!” you rushed over. He was on his back and had a blue bowl on his head. “Are you all right?!”

He peeked from under the bowl, you couldn’t help but laugh at his expression, “What?” he asked indigently.

“Nothing,” you said smiling. “What were you doing?”

He took the bowl off his head, there was pink frosting in his blonde hair and on his face. “Wanted to make you something.” He said sadly. You looked at and sat on his lap, (y/n)! your clothes.” He said, “They’ll get dirty.”

“I don’t care.” He sighed and you wiped a bit of frosting off his cheek, “Yummy.” You said smiling.

“Thanks.” He said sheepishly. Then he leaned forward, putting his hand behind you next and kissed you. You put your hand though his soft golden hair. When eh pulled away he held something between you. It was small velvet box, he opened it. A delicate ring gleamed inside. “(y/n) will you marry me?”

You looked at him and to the ring and back, then you almost shouted, “Yes!” he hugged you and you hugged him back frosting and all, “But” you said pulling away, “I’ll make the cake.” You both laughed there in the kitchen and on you left hand a ring claimed the place of your ring finger.