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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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TouchHeart ~ (England x Reader)
TouchHeart
England x Reader
"Aaaaaaannnnnnnnd TOUCHDOWN!!"
The sandy blonde American rose up from his seat, the bowl filled with popcorn which was resting on his lap a few seconds earlier came flying in the air, showering a certain [Name] with its content.
"WOOT!!" he screamed "Did ya see that, [Name]? Second touch down today!! AWESOME!!"
"Yeah, Alfie." you replied in an annoyed tone, picking the popcorn from your [hair colour] hair. "Can you be careful, next time?" you added, popping some of the buttery goodness in your mouth and crushing it with a solid "crunch".
"I was: that's why you don't have chicken wings instead."
You sighed,
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PrussiaxRightHanded!Reader - Ambidextrous
“Easy,” I muttered to myself as I slowly dragged the pen across the paper. The pen felt odd in my hand, shaking inside my uncertain fingers. “Okay. . .Now big ‘M’. . .and then little ‘n’. . .Ugh, that looks terrible.”
I continued to slowly write down the alphabet, the pen sometimes slipping and I awkwardly taking hold of it. “Big ‘N’. . .little ‘n’. . .Ugh! That looks worse than before!”
“What looks worse than before?”
I turned my head to see a silver head peeking through my bedroom door. His lips were curled up into a cheeky grin, and his red
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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!