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A simple song sent him spiraling back to a time where he thought Europe had no hope. Rats ran through the streets carrying a deadly disease as children were making dying wishes.
His shaggy blond hair was unkempt and hidden under a mask. The nose of the mask was filled to the brim with posies that numbed his sense of smell. His emerald eyes were dull as he watched the people around him begin to perish.
He wished he could make his people better as a lone tear ran down his cheek.
"Sir?" a little girl coughed out with a lisp. Her own British accent was tinted with despair. "Have you seen my mummy?"
`His heart br

I am...the hero[Oneshot]

I know I annoy everyone with my behavior. I call myself the hero and try my best to act the part. But I have a reason for that.
   On the date of December 15th, 1931 I fell in love with a girl. She had the most beautiful (h/c) hair I'd ever seen and her (e/c)eyes were always filled with the brightest rays of hope. She helped everyone around her. She would even give up her food to others and go without some nights.
   On January 10th of 1932 I finally decided to approach her. She had greeted me with a bright smile and glimmering eyes.
   "How are you today?" she asked casually as though life were perfectly fine.
   I admi

Make it fast

He gently makes an incision with the blade then sets it down. His fingers do the rest of the work. They tear open the hole making it larger and larger until he can pull out what's inside.
   With careful hands he sets it on a tray and preheats his oven before opening the machine and placing the tray into it's hot cavern.
   While he waits he takes the wrappings from earlier and discards them in a box where other filthy things go.
   "This doesn't feel right..." the man says to you in a sad manner as he placed a timer on the counter.
   "Well, we have to hurry or your brother will throw a fit..." you laughed.
   He be

England X Reader: Make it Right

England X Reader – Make it Right

When a sudden crash! sounded on the lower floor of your apartment at some ungodly hour of the morning you awoke with a rapidly beating heart and wide, fearful eyes. Within the dark confines of your bedroom on the second floor you felt fear spreading through you as your mind went into overdrive: Is there someone in the house? Am I being robbed? Should I call the police, or lock myself in the bathroom??

After an intense moment of silence, you decided to fetch your baseball bat. Making your way to the closet by the bedroom door on unsteady feet, you paused every second-step to listen with strained ears fo

::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

My Candle [Oneshot]

She sat down, once again contemplating something she shouldn't. The glass mask she chose to wear became more of a burden than she thought it would be. Lies spilled from her tongue everyday of her life as she went on living. No body would ever understand the pain that swelled in her chest.
   'Sweet candy with a bitter center' she thought scrutinizingly. 'That's all I am...'
   She wasn't far off either. She was the sweetest girl you'd find. This girl would always being helping those around her, but no one was there to help her. She grew up with mild depression, so a sewn up smile was all she had.
   It ruined everyday for her a

Who are you? Where'd you go? Britainxreader

You walked into your house, grateful the work day was over. You were exhausted and flopped yourself onto the couch. As soon as you had sat down, there was a knock at the door. "Just come in, I'm too lazy to get it..." It was Britain. He walked into the door, and sat beside you. Something seemed different, he wasn't dressed the same as usual, his general aura was that of a different man, yet, you knew it was him.

"You remember how we got together, right?" He looked at you, stroking your thigh with his fingertips. "That party, that git America sponsored...well...I think I should let loose around you a little more." He placed his index finger i

Stereo Hearts: England x Reader songficIf I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like it read well, check it, Travie, I can handle that

You opened up the window, sticking out your head to find the source of the music. It had streamed into your ears late at night, and you had finally broken down to try to find its source. Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heros drifted towards you, making you smile. Another voice called your name, "_____?" You looked down onto your back lawn to see Arthur Kirkland. In his grasp, held high above his heads, was a big old fashioned stereo

Party Stain - England X ReaderParty Stain - England X Reader

Why Arthur had even accepted the invitation to Alfred’s party was beyond him.

The music was deafeningly loud, his head pounded like it was being hit repeatedly by a sledgehammer, and currently he was being crushed between two fairly burly men as he tried to make his way off the dance floor.

He squirmed between them, trying to push them off, only to have them bump back with the beat of the offensively explicit music.

Instantly, he lost his footing and tumbled forward, hitting the floor roughly. He scrambled to get back up, dashing for an escape from the madness.

He wanted to leave. Now. And nothing was

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-ex

Fragile[Oneshot]

"Time.
This little thing that slowly bends and makes our lives can easily be broken. When it is our being ceases to breathe and move.
This part is death and I know it a little too well.
Though I wish it hadn't ended on such a bad note. My best friend had gotten me angry, for reasons I will not talk about. The only thing I can say is that...I now see how I was wrong and how everyone else was right.
I wish I could take it back. I said some pretty nasty things...and I even tried to choke him. I wish I had just sat back and listened when he started to talk about all our precious memories.
But that's all go

Disenchanted: EnglandxReader“Arthur!”

You chanted in surprise as a pair of soft, familiar hands covered your sight. The sound of his laughter resonated in the air, the sound of your favorite melody.

He took off his hat and bowed. “Good evening, my fair lady. It seems to me that you had been waiting for someone important, are you not?”

Warm was the whisper of the wind, like loving words into one’s ears. The night has fallen and you were with him once again. Waiting along the river Thames never feel like eternity, knowing he will be there. Eyes gleaming with mock desperation, you skimmed the street. “Who could that be? Would you care

EnglandxReader::The Small ThingsThe Small Things
England x Reader
Art Trade

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, bu

Tattoo Englandxreader"♪ Hey hey Daddy, could I have some rum?

Hey hey Mummy, hey hey mummy

It doesn't matter what I do, I never forget

The taste of pudding we had long ago in my head!

Draw a circle, that's the earth.

Draw a circle, that's the earth

Draw a circle, that's the...♪ Hey!" I whined, annoyed someone had pulled out my earphones.

"W-what are you listening to?!" demanded a familiar British voice. I smirked.

"Why, I'm listening to you, Artie." I responded coyly.

His face turned bright red. He's so easy to rile up! I thought.

"W-well knock it off!" he told me, clearly getting more flustered.

"Awww, but why?" I pouted.

"Because i

Zombie!EnglandxReader Just Like Us -Oneshot-

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Zombie!EnglandxReader Just Like Us -Oneshot-
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-England P.O.V.-

Cold and lonely.

That how I feel everyday, but I mostly feel empty, completely empty. My eyes gazed at the rest of the other people like me. They lazily walk or more like stagger around. The noise they we making echo at the broken building. We weren't the same as before but the opposite, we were....

Zombies.

Zombies with no love or feelings.

~Le Time Skip~

-Reader P.O.V.-

Zombie hideous creature if I were to say. Roaming around, dead and yelling nonsense everywhere.

"That why we gotta kill them." you complained,

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"F-fratello..." Feli whispered.
"Hm?" Romano grunted, a bit frustrated until he found a note. "Aha!"
Veneziano gave his brother a startled, yet confused look as he watched the older Italian open the note.
"Angels do not die...They are merely reborn.." Romano read out loud. His eyebrow knit together as his expression changed to one of confusion.
The younger Italian brother's eyes began to shine with fresh tears. "Fratello..."
Romano looked up from the weird message and looked to his brother.
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He's at your window...

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   You were sobbing heavily and mourning the loss of your loved one. Your (h/c) hair drooped over your face, hiding your glistening (e/c) orbs.
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'I'm afraid of the dark. I've always had this fear, it goes hand in hand with my anxiety. But things have gotten worse recently and that's due to the fact that he finally lost it.
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   I am the only one left and I know where he is hiding.
   I can see his deep, emotionless violet eyes peering through the crack between my closet doors.
   I wish I could make him feel better. All those years, and I was his only friend. But he's too far into the grip of insanity, and nothing sentimental can pull him back.
   I remember when we met, he was so sweet and shy. He bore the most adorable violet orbs I

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I've received twenty beatings within the last two weeks, and every time I grow weaker. My eyes are now vapid and lack the luster they once held. I can only lay in bed, bruised and bleeding.
I draw everyday, and it seems every piece of art I make I get blood on in.
He's been slowly killing me for roughly the last 11 of my life. When was I finally going to receive salvation?
Arthur's eyes were dark now, and they continually swirled. His grin wasn't even there anymore, instead his cute face was twisted with the most raw rage I'd ever seen.
My (e/c) began to droop, signalling it was time for me to take a nap.

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She's no longer on the map.
   No one talks about her (h/c) hair or her (e/c), but here I sit writing about my long lost love. Her life was torn away from her by a man with vibrant magenta eyes. But we didn't want to public to panic, so us nations just erased her from history.
   England used magic to sink her island...along with her people.
   Her contributions to our world were given to other countries.
   It was a gory piece of history and I can't bear it any longer. I, Italy Veneziano, am going to tell you all about my forgotten love and the horror that took her away.
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   "I'm telling you it wasn't me!" the Canadian sobbed as loud as he could.
   "Dude...we all saw you with her..." a gloved hand was placed on his forehead. "Five minutes before her body was discovered..."
   Matthew could do nothing but sob as everyone blamed him for ______'s death. But she was his best friend, why would he ever hurt her?

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The Only Thing I Can't See [Oneshot]

by ~YaoiCupcakeluver, Dec 30, 2012, 12:09:52 PM
Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

Nights like these always make me think of her. The stars shining brightly against the navy blue sky. Standing on my balcony, much like I am now.
But she's no longer here to point out the current constellations, or to stare at the moon in admiration. Her life was ripped away from her, and I was not there to help her.
It was last year, roughly around mid December, and she was traveling home from work. She never drove in this type of frosty weather, so she would usually walk.
But she had never returned home. I merely thought she had made her way over to a friend's house, but I was far from right.
I found out the next day that she was the victim in a car accident. The driver was not only drunk but also travelling across the icy bridge and ended up pressing her into the guard rails. This in turn shattered her ribs and destroyed everything in her body.
There would have been no way to save her.
So, on night like these I always remember when she would snuggle into my chest and look at me with shy (e/c) orbs. Her (h/c) would be haloed perfectly in the moonlight as I gently stroked it.
Some nights I swear I hear her giggle in the soft gently breeze.
But the most important thing about starry nights like this, is that I feel her presence with me.

The Only Thing I Can't See [Oneshot]by ~YaoiCupcakeluver

Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

I know this is extremely short, but it's for a contest. Yes I have a contest entry for

's contest~
[Boy, my confidence sure has grown.]

I hope you all enjoy this short EnglandXreader story~ ^-^

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*Wolf-Lover-12 Jan 19, 2013

I almost cried, and I'm not very emotional with this sort of thing...wonderfully written!

~YaoiCupcakeluver Jan 19, 2013 Hobbyist

Thank you I'm glad I was able to evoke emotion from you~ ^-^

*Wolf-Lover-12 Jan 19, 2013

No problem!

~YasminKirkland1031 Jan 14, 2013

Not crying. Not Crying. Not Crying! DAMMIT!!!

~YaoiCupcakeluver Jan 14, 2013 Hobbyist

I'm sorry..

~Pikachu5091 Jan 5, 2013

*crying* Damn!!! I'll haunt that mothafaqing driver!!!

~YaoiCupcakeluver Jan 5, 2013 Hobbyist

I would to. I would not leave him alone...no matter what. Do you need a hug? I'm sorry for making you cry.

~Pikachu5091 Jan 5, 2013

Sure.. And yeah.. It's totally fine..

~YaoiCupcakeluver Jan 5, 2013 Hobbyist

....I'm creeping you out, aren't I?

~Pikachu5091 Jan 5, 2013

No.. Not really. I've through worst. One time I on my way back from school, but someone was following me. So I ran all the way home.. By the way.. It's dark and raining.. It sucked..and that was scary.

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