Mr. Kirkland's Slow Demise - Chapter IIMr. Kirkland's Slow Demise - Chapter II by Wolvera
When Arthur awoke he couldn't even bother to move, he felt so tired, yet he had slept soundly the whole night. After five minuets of motivating himself to move he glanced at the clock on his bedside table, it read six past eight. He had to get up but that required much more strength than he was capable of mustering. Turning himself onto his back was about as much as he felt able to do, staring up at the ceiling aimlessly still trying to will himself to get up. He wondered if his guest was still around, but then she did seem sure she would be gone by the time he got up. "What a blasted idiot…" you don't just allow strangers into your house and Arthur certainly realised that she could have done anything while he was asleep, though his thoughts were more in the realms of her stealing from him, after all she didn't know him so there would be no reason for her to kill him and he had no links to any kind of seedy organisation. He'd have to check his
Paper Memories - Chapter OnePaper Memories - Chapter One by FeatherWings1638
England walked on the cobblestones that led up to Japan’s house. He thought it was a peaceful sort of house, with a beautiful garden behind it.
He walked up to the porch and rapped twice on the door. The door slid sideways and Japan’s smiling face came into view. “Konichiwa, Igiri-san,” he said, bowing.
“Good morning,” answered England, displaying a rare smile.
“Please, come inside.”
England sat in the main room and waited as Japan prepared the tea. He had learned the hard way not to try to help Japan whenever he made the tea. Now THAT had been an interesting day…
“So, Japan, might I ask why you’ve called me here, today?”
“A-aaah…” Japan trailed off. England imagined Japan
Mr. Kirkland's Slow Demise - Chapter IMr. Kirkland's Slow Demise - Chapter I by Wolvera
When was it that Arthur had started feeling sick? Four months ago, was it? The night before he woke up feeling rather tired and drained. It was a warm summer's night in July and another day at the workshop, just like any other, he had made a chest of drawers that had been ordered a few days prior, it was beautiful and well made after all he was very skilled at this craft. After he went out with some of the other blokes in the workshop, Alfred, Francis, Gilbert, and Antonio. He hadn't got plastered though as he had work the next day. He knew some of the others might do, but he was more responsible. Arthur had drank enough to bring a warmth and a rosy tint to his usually pale cheeks, his step had a slight waver from the ale he'd had but he wasn't stumbling. Though he did manage to bump into a woman, it was too hazy a memory to recall her features, Arthur knew she was stunning the way the gaslight shone on her lovely long hair, he could reme
England's FlightEngland's Flight by FeatherWings1638
“C’mon, laddie, just do it already.”
England looked down over the edge of a very high cliff to the crashing waves below.
He was scared, but he hoped that his older brother Scotland couldn’t see the slight trembling of his wings.
“You’re supposed to extend them.” Scotland interrupted England’s thoughts. The redheaded Scot was lounging on the ground, his back propped up against a rock, and his burnt orange wings splayed out lazily. Some teacher he was. He just sat there watching while England was left hanging on what exactly he was supposed to do.
“I know that,” said England crossly. He stretched out his wings to their full extent, like he was just waking up for a new day.
Ironic, considering that this day might be the one in which he dies.
All right, he thought. I’m just going to
Screwing Gravity: Ch. 3 (England X Reader)Screwing Gravity: Ch. 3 (England X Reader) by Kibbles518
Screwing Gravity: (England X Reader)
A/N: Act three!! It’s finally here!! I seriously was stuck for a couple of days when it suddenly hit me when I was in drawing class!! Originally it was going to happen in a school environment but then I was like nah, let’s keep it at Carmen’s house!! X3 I have to say I like this version a whole lot better than the other one I came up with. \(^o^)/ So if you would be so ever kind to leave your comment behind on whether you liked it or not (don’t be afraid to tell me the truth, I can handle it ^w^) I would totally appreciate it!! Thank you!!
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You slowly blinked open your eyes only to be greeted with pitch blackness of the night. Slightly dazed from your lack of sleep, you picked yourself up from the couch and gently laid your feet onto the soft ground below. Wait…Soft? That’s not right since when did Carmen had soft material on t
Secrets Untold: Act II (England X Reader)Secrets Untold: Act II (England X Reader) by Kibbles518
Act II (England X Reader)
A/N: Sorry for the late update but this past week has been a little crazy and its not going to let up either T^T so i'm not sure when I'll be able to post another chapter for Screwing Gravity or for this one or for any of the others for that matter but i will try to get them up a.s.a.p. so please bear with me!! Thank yous!!
But further ado, I give you for now Secrets Untold ACT II!! Whoop!! XD Enjoy!! And please don't be afraid to comment and/or fav!!
“I’m sure you’ve heard of the Statue of Liberty, right?” You smiled putting a small skip in your step. Both of you were now walking down the sidewalk trying to think of a place to go see even though you’ve already seen a lot for today. But right at this moment you weren’t too focused on that. In fact, you couldn’t believe that a man like, Arthur, asked you to tour him around for today. You mean, it was a little odd at first but then it s
England x Reader Returning to MeEngland x Reader Returning to Me by Emma-Snow
England x Reader Returning to Me
(Name) had always known that the war was going to be hard on her dearest, Arthur Kirkland. It was brother pitted against brother after all, and literally at that. She knew how much he treasured and cared for Alfred, but she could hardly fathom the amount of utter pain he had to go through as he engaged in dangerous battle with his younger sibling. All she could do was sit and wait patiently by the windows of their home back in London, hoping and praying that he’d come home safe and sound. She wasn’t entirely sure whether or not she wanted him to be the winner of the war. She had grown attached to the dapper young Mr. Jones, after all. He was just as much a brother to her as he was to Arthur.
A sigh escaped her lips as she waited, watching from the window pane like an elegant, porcelain doll. Her back straight and her posture perfect, her big (e/c) eyes searching through the throngs of soldiers returning home from the war. That was right; The
Magic! ??? !England x Reader Part 1A/N: I highly suggest reading the prologue and description. Thanks~! You may proceed~!Magic! ??? !England x Reader Part 1 by silversnowflakeXD
Your (f/c) shoes clicked on the pavement as you walked home from school. The sun was already setting, creating a beautiful sunset. Time was passing by quickly, but you were in no rush to get home. Strangely enough, the once busy road you currently walked along was empty. ‘Deserted’ one might say. You paid no mind to it and continued on your way. The (f/c) shoes skid to a halt in front of a shop that you did not remember.
“(Random name)’s Antique Corner” You read to yourself. When did this get here?
You trotted up to the tinted window and peered in. The light inside was too dim to see much. Since you were always the curious type, you bravely ventured in.
What a pretty sound that bell makes. You thought as your hands p
Other Blog((I now have a general blog for Iggy that is not just about WW2 so feel free to nip down and ask or just check it out XD http://thatpluckybrit.tumblr.com ))Other Blog by AssassinEngland
Ask EnglandHello there old chaps, it's been quiet a while before I wrote anything. I'm now starting a little journal of the Second World War and it is only fair that I share it with you. So go ahead and ask about my people in the war if you want to look at it from our perspective.Ask England by AssassinEngland
Good luck and God save the King
((Basically I've started a History based ask blog, general info and disclaimers are under the "Message From London" link. Follow this one for the main blog http://thebattleisabouttobegin.tumblr.com
P.S Arthur has said God save the King and not Queen because at the time of WW2 Britain was under King George VI))
Hetalia Fanfictions Catalogue.Finished Stories:Hetalia Fanfictions Catalogue. by Wolvera
I - Little Red Ridding Hood - Elizabeta has had enough of her life in the village of Hartlip after being told she has to marry Röderich, she goes into the woods to clear her head and never returns home. (One-Shot)
Word Count - 2972
II - Harrowing - Arthur and Elizabeta were just two children out at the local park one autumn evening but they find themselves attracted to a trail of of dead woodland creatures and can't help but see where it leads. (One-Shot)
Word Count - 2810
I - Black Ivory - Arthur kirkland is musician who takes many concerts and funeral processions when he starts working for a London funeral company. Though he soon becomes sick and his new work colleges start to wonder if his sickness and strange behaviour is even natural. A g
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