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Some Hearts England x Reader
~Some Hearts...~
England grumbled and muttered some obsceneties to himself as he quietly stormed through the forest at night. He came to a stop and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Why must I be such a bloody git around her?" He sat on one of the tree roots and stared at the ground glumly. [Name] didn't really do anything and yet he yelled at her...again.
Yet despite all that, she would always return to him. He stood up, he came here to look for her after she ran off, not sit around and sulk.
"England?"
After a few minutes of walking, England found himself face to face with a familiar figure. The figure laughed, "No matter what I do. It seems like I'm always drawn to you England!" [Name] walked over to England and held his hand. England blushed,
"[N-Name], about earlier I-I-" [Name] placed a finger on his lips and frowned. She pulled him out of the forest and into a clearing. [Name] then proceeded to lie on the grass, England did the same.
"Hey England, don't worry about it ok?" spoke [Name], she smiled at the night sky, "I love you you know." England leaned over and pecked her forehead.
"I love you too."
They soon fell asleep by each other; both unaware of the red thread* between them, connecting them together.
~Have the stars on their side~
-Explanations-
*For those who don't know, the myth of the red thread is that two people are destined to be together when their pinkies are connected by a red thread. It can get tangle, it can stretch, but it can never break. It's pretty much like a bond.
~Some Hearts...~
England grumbled and muttered some obsceneties to himself as he quietly stormed through the forest at night. He came to a stop and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Why must I be such a bloody git around her?" He sat on one of the tree roots and stared at the ground glumly. [Name] didn't really do anything and yet he yelled at her...again.
Yet despite all that, she would always return to him. He stood up, he came here to look for her after she ran off, not sit around and sulk.
"England?"
After a few minutes of walking, England found himself face to face with a familiar figure. The figure laughed, "No matter what I do. It seems like I'm always drawn to you England!" [Name] walked over to England and held his hand. England blushed,
"[N-Name], about earlier I-I-" [Name] placed a finger on his lips and frowned. She pulled him out of the forest and into a clearing. [Name] then proceeded to lie on the grass, England did the same.
"Hey England, don't worry about it ok?" spoke [Name], she smiled at the night sky, "I love you you know." England leaned over and pecked her forehead.
"I love you too."
They soon fell asleep by each other; both unaware of the red thread* between them, connecting them together.
~Have the stars on their side~
-Explanations-
*For those who don't know, the myth of the red thread is that two people are destined to be together when their pinkies are connected by a red thread. It can get tangle, it can stretch, but it can never break. It's pretty much like a bond.
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England's emerald eyes opened up gently to the soft light hitting against them. Strange thing, he never actually remembered falling asleep. He went to bring his hand up to rub his eyes only to be halted.
Looking towards his right hand, he noticed that someone's pinkie finger was wrapped around his. England's mind began to wander back to what happened before he fell asleep.
Sure enough, you were laying on his legs, lounging on the couch with him. On your stomach, his beloved cat lay in a small fluffy pile of white and ginger snuggled up and comfortable.
Unable to resist, England began stroking your (h/l)(h/c) hai
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"There you go, love, that's it!" Arthur called encouragingly as you served over to him. He returned the bright yellow ball with ease, and you scrambled to reach the far corner of the court where it landed. Using a backhand, you managed to hit it back- but unfortunately, your aim was quite off and the ball landed several feet out of the alley.
You set down your racket to mop sweat off of your forehead. When your school tennis coach had said a little bit of one-on-one training time might be in order, you had no idea she meant a private lesson with this cute, older, undeniably BRITISH boy you barely knew!
Of course, the fact that you barely kn
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England x Reader - Forevermore
Forever more.
Forever more will you hold the key
To this everlasting insanity
Not of violence, nor illusion or delusion
But of love
Love and everlasting affection.
"Forevermore." He said, smiling happily. "This love between us is forevermore. Never to fade, never to dwindle, as I take your hand in mine, for this eternity and the ones that follow." His words flowed and flattered with the shimmer of perfection. The crowd awed and admired his gentleman stature as he stood in front of them all.
He stood, standing across from a blushing young woman. The white velvet that covered her, the jewels that shimmered and painted hues on the ceiling
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Whoot! This is the next one~ Oh and I apologise about the grammar and stuff. The 'Some Hearts Series' (as I call it) is actually in truth, one of the first reader inserts that I wrote
Some Hearts (c) Carrie Underwood
England (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
You (c) England
Some Hearts (c) Carrie Underwood
England (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
You (c) England
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Loved it ^w^