My Big Fat Kirkland Wedding Ch. 3My Big Fat Kirkland Wedding Ch. 3 by BadRomance194
America arrived to England's house and stood outside his front door, fingering the little velvet black box in his pocket nervously. This new development in his plan to propose to Arthur was not what he had in mind. He was supposed to arrive to his boyfriend's home without any interruptions and they would spend the day together by going to see a movie and taking Arthur to his favorite restaurant in restaurant in London. Finally, at the end of it all Alfred would take Arthur over to Buckingham Palace where the magic would happen and he would pop the question. Then they would probably go back home and have the greatest mind-blowing sex ever. It would end with his cute little (yes his) Iggy crying out his name, then America would wrap his arms around him and pull him close to his chest as they slept and that was the great thing he loved after they were done.
Of course, that all depended if England said yes.
That was the main problem of America's worries, but now it seemed to have a gotten
My Big Fat Kirkland Wedding Ch. 2My Big Fat Kirkland Wedding Ch. 2 by BadRomance194
Arthur really hated his siblings sometimes. They were loud, noisy, rude, obnoxious louts who whenever either one of them (or all for this horrid instance) decided to come visit him his home would be in disarray and tatters.
As of now that was exactly what they were doing. Scotland was currently in is kitchen scrounging through the cupboards and pantries looking for food and drink. "I'm a makin lunch fer the rest o us that's eh 'ole lot more edible than your gawd awful rubbage ya call food." He had put it as he made his way to the kitchen. It was known among the British Isles and the rest of Europe that Scotland was a more terrible cook than his little brother- though he insisted that he was the better cook and that his food was excellent. How would you explain the Frankenstein monstrosity confection that was haggis? According to the siblings, he was stinking drunk when he first created the dish.
Alistair Kirkland, the personification of Scotland, was the second oldest of the British Is
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Alfred F. Jones knew that he was the happiest nation in the entire world right now.
How on earth could he not be? He was elated, brilliant, and even fantastic. No, he didn’t even think those were even the right words that could even describe he was feeling. He had his health, a lovely country where his people could live free and happy, and since recently, he has been in a relationship with Arthur Kirkland, the personified representation of England. After centuries of being brothers, then revolution and independence to show England that they could be equals (though it did cause a strain between the two for several years, but uneasily called it after the events of the War of 1812), allies, to friends, and then finally coming together as lovers. From so many ups and downs in their lives they were able to show the world that love comes in many shapes and appearances. What else could be better? Well actually, if he was going to be honest with himself, Alfred thought it could be.
Lawless: Where the Wild Roses Grow, ch.81913Lawless: Where the Wild Roses Grow, ch.8 by BadRomance194
When Rose had arrived home, it was half-past midnight. In all honesty, she had not meant to stay out so late. She went over to Blackwater Station to hang out with the boys after she and Forrest left Snow Creek. All Rose was going to do was spend time with them like she always did, and then she would return home to please her mother (in other words, get her off her back) and spend time with Wingfield. Yet somehow, she instead found herself in the back of the Bondurants' truck going to deliver some White Lightening and Apple Brandy for a party that Tazwell Minnix was having down at Burnt Chimney. When she and the Bondurants were invited to join the party, well, time flew by after that. However, somewhere in the back of Rose's mind, she had a feeling that Forrest had something to do with her arriving home late.
And quite frankly, she certainly didn't mind.
Rose opened the front door slowly- very, very slowly- and quietly so as not to wake anybody and not get caught. That was the last
*Hellfire* America X Salem Witch!Reader (Sad!)Lady0Red
(( WARNING: KIND OF DARK! If nothing else sad.))
DISCLAIMER!: I do not own any talent at writing, this song (Hellfire from Hunchback of Notre Dame which I recommend watching the short clip before reading), or Hetalia (*depressing sigh*).
Anyway this is mostly from Alfred F. Jones point of view during the Salem Witch Trials just before the revolution (and yes, I know they typically hung people, lets just pretend because burning is way more dramatic and has a song. Enjoy and please comment :iconfrancekissplz: ))
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd
Right now Arthur and I aren't exactly getting along too well. Sure we have had some different opinions but it hasn't really been a big deal until recently. I am TRYING to be a good person. My people over here and I have turned to church and we are determined to make this colony the best out of all of Britain! I mean we are so far
Azumane Asahi x Reader PreviewThere's a guy in my school...SaucyDoll
And I heard he's a 5th year student.
That he's a delinquent who sold drugs.
People say that he's done a lot of crimes and that's why he never finished high school.
Girls are scared of him and guys avoid him.
I sit next to him...
Why do people say such ugly things about such a beautiful person?
Why do they try to make him out to be... a beast?
(Asahi x Reader) Monsters Part I/II Monsters.Isram
The whole of students were gathered in the yard, trying to get closer, to pass their teachers who were blocking the way with spread arms and severe faces.
« Those fuckers… They can’t help to stare at us like idiots. What’s so funny about this situation ? You heartless bastards », you muttered to yourself.
« Get back to your classrooms ! », yelled a teacher to a group in front of him.
« Professor ! Is it true that firemen are coming ?! »
« Professor ! Are you going to expel them ?! »
« Is it true that they threw him in the trash ? »
« For the last time : get back to your classrooms ! There’s nothing to see ! »
It was all vain, of course. Students liked to gossip too much to drop it.
« You suckers… Just leave us alone… », you thought, star
Sixteen | Mathias x Reader"You should have brought a coat, you know."mountainsofthemoon
You nod. You almost can feel your teeth clicking together.
. . .
"You're nuts, you know that?" You could tell it was meant to be a chiding remark, but came off playful and teasing. Practically everything Mathias said came out that way, since he never appeared to be serious about anything at all. "Here, do you want mine?"
You stop walking and stare at him. Mathias, of all people, had just offered you his coat.
You ask if there's something wrong with him, while trying not to shiver.
You had first met Mathias last September, at the beginning of the school year. Actually, the end of August would be more accurate; he and his family had moved into the empty house a few down from you, when summer was just starting to wind down.
You had been sitting on the steps outside your house in the heat, too sluggish to move, when you had seen Mathias down the block, helping carry boxes from the moving van into the house. Rousing yourself from your
Maybe it's fate?... Canada X Reader - Chapter 6~ So, you'd been seeing your Canadian friend for a month or so now, at least every night, and you'd gotten to that stage of meeting up and hanging out also. You two had become great friends, you both had a lot of the same interests and before you knew it...you'd fallen for him. ~rinchanreigisa
You were waiting for him by the fountain you usually meet up at.
Matthew had called you a few hours ago asking you to meet him, he sounded oddly nervous, (even though he usually is, he was slowly overcoming it the more time you spent with him, so it was odd). Taking this as a sign of some sort you decided to wear something nice. So naturally there you were, sitting on the fountain bench, your [H colour] hair flowing freely in the gentle breeze, wearing a knee length [F colour] dress with some flowers dotted on it, a [2nd F colour] pair of flat pumps and a [charm] necklace.
No more than 5 minutes later to saw Matthew running up to where you were sat, his face red, either from blushing or runn
Mayber it's fate?... Canada X Reader - Chapter 4"So Matthew, how long have you been in Canada?"rinchanreigisa
"U-um my whole l-life. I'm C-Canadian
You mentally faceplam for asking such a stupid question 'of course he's Canadian! Get your head on straight [Name]!'
"Oh yeah, heh, I just moved here, two weeks ago maybe? I've never seen you around"
"Oh w-well I u-usually sit at the b-back, but that t-table has been taken t-tonight"
"Oh right, well I'm glad you decided to sit there, maybe it's fate or something heh" You joke nervously
~ Matthew's P.O.V ~
I though that that would be the end and she'd become disinterested and just move on to a more appealing patron but yet again I am baffled, she's actually conversing with me, and it doesn't seem like she's forcing herself or getting bored, she seems genuinely interested. ..."Maybe it's fate or something heh" I hear her say... Wait, maybe it is, for all the nights that I've sat alone at my usual back table, here I am, having a conversation with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and that laugh, i
Cliche Love Song ~ |Denmark x Reader|xYourHero
Commission for Prominessence! She asked for a Denmark x Reader songfic to the Danish song, 'Cliche Love Song' by Basim. Hope you like it! (:
I met this lady - Lady
She was looking so damn fine
But she was crazy - Crazy
It was all about party time
"Do you think she'll be there?"
"Do you think she'll remember me?"
"Do you think she'll let me dance with her? Oh, that would be the greatest! I just know she's a good dancer—have you seen her?!"
Norway slammed his book shut. "No, but you've gone on and on about her enough for me to 'know' her."
Denmark rolled around on his bed, loving