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I sighed, looking at the blank screen in front of me. Why weren't the words just coming to me like they had so very often? I hadn't written enough stories for this to be happening damn it! Where was this sudden block coming from?!
I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…
Arthur.
Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.
I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.
"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.
"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.
"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.
Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…
"Y-yeah?"
"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"
"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"
He chuckled. "Oh not much… just a nice little piece about your undying love for me."
Kill me now, God.
"Oh! Haha! I wonder why I would write something like that…"
"I don't know… maybe you really feel that way about me?"
Okay, maybe God's busy… Allah? You there?
"M-maybe…"
"Hn. You're such a cutie, _______." He said teasingly, stroking my cheek.
Buddha? Jehovah? Zeus? Ra?! Somebody strike me down!
My thoughts are cut off by England pressing his lips to mine.
False alarm, guys! I change my mind!
After a moment's hesitation, I eagerly kiss him back. Perhaps a little too much so, because he chuckles again and pulls away.
"Love, why didn't you just tell me you felt that way about me?" he asked in a gentle, loving voice.
"I… I guess I was scared you wouldn't feel the same…." I replied lamely.
"Well now you know that's just silly, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I do."
He smiled. "Good. Now… about that lemon you have about me on deviantart…"
I lamented again and again, trying to figure out just where exactly I went wrong. Then out of nowhere, it hit me…
Arthur.
Ever since I started having feelings for Arthur, I've had trouble writing my stories. Lately all I can think about is him.
I don't even realize I've started writing on the piece of paper in front of me. I've started to poor out my feelings for the Brit.
"Hello, _________." A voice calls out, breaking me from my thoughts.
"O-oh! Arthur! Hi!" I say, closing my laptop.
"That was quite an interesting read." He says, smirking devilishly.
Aw crap. He saw it? God I hope I didn't write anything dirty…
"Y-yeah?"
"Mmmhm. Do you have any more like it?"
"U-uh… well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I just wrote… can you tell me?"
He chuckled. "Oh not much… just a nice little piece about your undying love for me."
Kill me now, God.
"Oh! Haha! I wonder why I would write something like that…"
"I don't know… maybe you really feel that way about me?"
Okay, maybe God's busy… Allah? You there?
"M-maybe…"
"Hn. You're such a cutie, _______." He said teasingly, stroking my cheek.
Buddha? Jehovah? Zeus? Ra?! Somebody strike me down!
My thoughts are cut off by England pressing his lips to mine.
False alarm, guys! I change my mind!
After a moment's hesitation, I eagerly kiss him back. Perhaps a little too much so, because he chuckles again and pulls away.
"Love, why didn't you just tell me you felt that way about me?" he asked in a gentle, loving voice.
"I… I guess I was scared you wouldn't feel the same…." I replied lamely.
"Well now you know that's just silly, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I do."
He smiled. "Good. Now… about that lemon you have about me on deviantart…"
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England X Reader: The Attic
England X Reader: The Attic
“Huh? What are you doing here?” You glanced up from the stoop you were standing on.
“Um, you asked me to come over today. Remember?” Arthur slapped a hand over his face. “Ah,
yes. That’s right. I forgot what day it was,” he replied as he looked away in embarrassment. You blinked at him, noticing how red his face was becoming with each passing second.
“You feeling okay Artie?” you asked teasingly, loving the fact that you could make him flustered so easily. A scowl immediately replaced his blush as he folded his arms in irritation. “Come in, come in,&rd
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RomanoxReader: Notebook Entries
(Name) wasn't in good shape. She was staying with the Vargas's for the weekend since her parents were out, and she helped her Lovino in return to get a date with a girl in school. She didn't mind helping her friends when she could, but what she did mind was that she just couldn't get to him.
He didn't know how she felt when he told her that he wanted to have a date with this girl. It tore her apart when he told her bluntly about it.
She sat quietly on the couch, writing every single emotion she had onto a page in her notebook.
"(Name), are you okay?" Feliciano, his younger brother asked.
"Oh, I'm alright, Feli."
"But you're writing like
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Silly Dreams- EnglandxReader
"_____! What are you still doing up, Love?"
You looked up in alarm from your book, "Huh?" You blinked at the man standing above you, holding a cup of tea in his hand. It was your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland.
"I asked why you're still awake."
"I couldn't sleep…" you stifled a yawn, "So I decided to read a chapter or two of this book."
"And then the whole rest of the series, I see…" Arthur chuckled, gesturing at the pile of novels surrounding you.
"Sue me, it's interesting!" You stuck your tongue out at the Brit.
"I'll leave you to it then…" Arthur rolled his eyes and began to walk away.
"No, wait!" You called after him.
"Yes, dear?" Art
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Just a little EnglandxReader drabble. Based on the fact I fear I may be suffering writers block T-T
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W-what lemon? Eto, you see...... That's Francis' account!