Punk!England x Reader: Make You Sweat...Epilogue by katiejobagles, literature
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Punk!England x Reader: Make You Sweat...Epilogue
Three weeks later...
"For the last time, would you kindly cram an English muffin in it and let me finish what I was going to say?!"
"I would, if I thought it was worth any of our time!"
"You're just arguing with me for the sake of arguing, as usual!"
"No, I'm trying to spare everyone here the unnecessary waste of time this proposal would be."
________'s eyes flashed, and everyone sank a little lower in their chairs. Ludwig's eyebrow twitched. Feliciano cowered in his seat. Alfred sighed exasperatedly and lowered his chin onto his arms crossed on the table. Francis chortled bemusedly to himself.
"You're being unreasonable!" _______ got t
Punk!England x Reader: Make You Sweat... 3/4 by katiejobagles, literature
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Punk!England x Reader: Make You Sweat... 3/4
Alfred burst through the backstage door and shouted excitedly, "She's here!!" He grabbed Arthur by the lapels of his leather jacket and shook him, "Are you ready for this, bro?! She's at the table closest to the stage in the middle. Let's go knock her dead!"
The Brit was looking uncommonly punk compared to his usual army getup. He'd found a pair of tight black jeans with a belt and chain somewhere in the back of his wardrobe and a white wifebeater that exposed his midriff when he raised his arms up. The black leather jacket added to the look, and he may or may not have gotten a little carried away by adding black combat boots and a spiked ch
Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt10 by katiejobagles, literature
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Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt10
Francis locked the front door behind himself, taking a small measure of comfort in the secure sound of the bolt sliding home in the lock. He rested his forehead against the door, taking a deep breath and trying to calm himself. He and Arthur had driven through the streets without the headlights lit on the car for the past hour. There was no sense in making a target of themselves to any allied bomber planes that might be passing overhead. They hadn't been particularly concerned about breaking curfew. They were, after all, driving around in an official Nazi vehicle with Arthur wearing one of the higher-up uniforms.
Francis straightened up and
Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt8 by katiejobagles, literature
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Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt8
No one was present at the nurse's station when you stepped out into the hall. Head still spinning. No one seemed to notice you as you made your way down a staircase and slipped out a back door of the hospital. Glancing around at your surroundings, you began to make your way down the street. The air was cool, and when you reached the end of the street you paused to lean against the wall of the hospital building. Across the road, you could faintly make out the sound of lapping water. You were somewhere on the Sienne, then. Above your head, you faintly could make out the name of the road Rue D'Arcole. You panted and pressed your head against you
Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt7 by katiejobagles, literature
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Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt7
You were really getting sick of hearing the word "miracle." Between killing four Nazi agents and the fact that both your cover and Arthur's were blown, the fact that you were still alive seemed to be far from a miracle. It was due to the bullet having somehow missed all of your vital organs and exited clean out the back that all of the doctors and nurses were wagging their tongues over you. You could already see the papers flying off the press with the news of the nation's beloved Popsie getting shot. You had no idea how you were going to cover things up this time. You honestly wished that that bullet hadn't missed its mark. Now you and Arthu
Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt6 by katiejobagles, literature
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Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt6
"Zey said zey were looking for a man seen leaving ze scene of ze crime, and a witness claims zey saw you and Popsie zere."
Arthur paled and he turned slightly to look at you. He'd thought the two of your had been inconspicuous leaving the theater. You both thought you had taken every precaution. You saw in his eyes the unspoken question as to the situation at hand, What should we do?
Immediately you were on your feet and you darted over to Francis, pushing him back out of the room as you said hurriedly, "Whatever they ask, if you have ever been a friend to my father you will protect us long enough to give us both the chance to explain ourse
England x Reader When She Loved Me by RedRehab, literature
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England x Reader When She Loved Me
(This was a request from bluebarnowl, I hope you like it.)
"When She Loved Me"
Arthur sat in the park on a warm autumn day sipping his tea, reading his book as people walk back and forth. Slowly losing interest in the book he decided to look around; his eyes landed on a couple running around the park chasing their little girl that had (y/c) hair. The little girl laughed as her mother caught her. The little girls hair reminded Arthur of his lost lover. A glazed look covered Arthurs eyes, he looked away; packing his things up he started walking out of the park. He knew he would be back tomorrow, he came to the same spot every day. Reaching
Angel!EnglandXReader: Heaven's Mistake PROLOGUE by JustMarieKirkland, literature
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Angel!EnglandXReader: Heaven's Mistake PROLOGUE
It was during those times when angels lived alongside humans physically. Their existence was an accepted part of everyday life, so it was not unusual to see one walking casually down the streets.
People of the Modern Age have always been fascinated by the stories passed down by their ancestors, reflecting the creativity of the human mind of yesterday’s understanding. Tattered books and old scriptures have been the home of mysterious creatures never seen. Angels, demons, mythical beings, and even gods. However, they have yet to discover the fact that people have lived with them—not just illusions made by the human mind.
"Omigod - Arthur!" you squealed, giggling in delight. "I remember this phase!"
Your grin widened as you pulled out England's old, dirty pirate hat and plopped it on your head. Draping his jacket over your shoulders, you smiled into the nearby mirror and shut one eye.
"What in – [Country Name], take that off right now!" snapped Arthur, turning to see you prancing around in his old pirate garb.
"Never, ye land lubber!" you sang, and moved as Arthur tried to grab the jacket. Giggling, you ran from him.
"Come on, you don't know what kind of diseases that has! You could get lice - or scurvy!"
"You don’t get
Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt5 by katiejobagles, literature
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Soldier!England x Reader: All's Fair Pt5
"You lost...my trunk..."
"..."
You stared at Arthur, but he met your eyes steadily with only the slightest sign of remorse.
"How could you lose my trunk?!"
"I must have overlooked it when we were loading up the bags."
"How could you overlook it? It's the only bright blue bag in the bunch!"
"It must have been behind something."
"It's this big!" You measured an imaginary bag in the air with your hands, "What could it possibly have been behind that you would have missed it?"
"I don't bloody know, all right?" Arthur's fists were shaking now, "What does it matter anyway? You've still got your valise. That should have what you need in it."