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Matthew picked up the cut pieces of pancakes as he tried demonstrating to his baby boy, *boy name*, how to eat pancakes. "Come oooon. Like daddy, look!" he placed the pieces into his opened mouth and chewed as the mini Matthew watched from his tiny chair. "Now you, *boy name*." The baby looked at the syrupy pastry and picked it up with his tiny hand. "There ya go..." *boy name* glanced at his dad's hopeful eyes and slowly stuck the food into his mouth, chewing it with his new baby teeth. "H-hey! You did it!" *boy name* smiled and reached for the maple syrup bottle. "w-wait! dont do that-" The syrup gushed onto their blonde heads and onto the table. "*boy name* I'LL SAVE YOU!" Matthew pulled his son out of the maple mess as he began sobbing and he clung onto his father's shirt for protection.
____ ran downstairs to see what the comotion was about and saw the mess her husband and baby had made while she was napping. "Matthew, what happened?!" He turned and slipp
You were washing dishes while your husband Francis was on the phon fighting with Arthur about nonsense again. You did'nt know why you had fallen for frenchy in the first place. Whether it be for his charms or how gentle he was with you or many other reasons, you didn't know. It was just a small crush at first, and now you two were married with a little baby boy no older than 3. He had his dad's blonde hair and your (e/c) eyes. The little monster often tried walking on his own but needed help fro either you or Francis.
*baby name* could hear his dady's voice and began crawling towards it, away from his toys and stuffed animals. Once he spotted him, he stood up on his chubby legs and tried walking to him. You glanced to the side and saw him begin to wobble back and forth then he finally fell. He began to whimper and tears formed at the corners of his (e/c) eyes as you gasped and ran rom the sink to pick him up. By now he was a sobbing mess and Francis hung up t
"ALFRED, YOUR FOOD IS GETTING COLD!!!" Alfred immediately cringed at the sound of his wife's voice that interrupted his work. He loved her to death but since she had gotten pregnant, she was super mad at him all the time. Oh ____ was fine with having kids. But not when it was five at once. Alfred must have had super sperm since his wife was pregnant with quints now. They both wanted children so badly, they promised each other that they would have them eventually. But with each miscarriage ____ had, their hope for a baby began to leave them. Then ZING!!! ____ and Alfred were excited to be getting their wishes now, ____ just wished it could be pain free. Alfred walked downstairs and towards the dining room table and he saw his wife, eating the burgers she cooked since that was his favorite meal. He kissed her cheek and started eating. At least she didn't poison the food.
~Le time skip~
____ laid on her and Alfred's bed while holding her stomach while Alfred walked
Nerd Rage ((AmericaxReader))Nerd Rage ((AmericaxReader))
Alfred sat by his girlfirend, ____ as she criticized a movie they rented that night. It was Alien vs. Predator Requiem. Alfred thought she might like it but turns out she thought is was very innacurate. Truw, he loved seeing her act like a nerd durig movies like this but he was kinda disappointed that she didn't like it.
____ had just stopped ranting about unnecessary character death and leaned back into Alfred's arms so she could relax. Alfred smiled and began nibbling her neck and her colar bone. "This might help you relax-" ____ Jumped out of her seat with fire burning in her eyes as Alfred fell flat onto his face into the couch cushions. "ALIEN 3 REFERENCE?! THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!!!" ____ grabbed Alfred's wrist and began dragging him upstairs, leaving the movie on so they could hear the screams of pain and terror. "____, where are we going?" "TO GET MY MIND OFF THIS STUPID MOVIE, NOW TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF!!!"
Alfred would definatley have to buy more crap
Found ((Pirate!EngladxReader)) EpilogueFound ((Pirate!EngladxReader)) Epilogue
Rebecca and Matthew sat on the deck of the ship, playing games and talking to each other. Francis would tease Arthur about how they would be in-laws some day which resulted in the Frenchman earning a smack to the head. After Antonio's death, the crew went back to their hometowns, some even became part of Arthur's crew. Like the two Germans, Ludwig and Gilbert, and Lovino joined too. They were like one big family. Arthur chuckled as Matthew gently kissed Rebecca's cheek and watched the rosy blush wash over her cheeks. Oh, ____... If only you could see this...
"____! Come upstairs!!!" Arthur could hear a baby cry as his wife walked up on deck and tried shushing the crying child. "y'now, if you keep yelling I'm never gonna get him to go to sleep." Your husband chuckled as he kissed your cheek and pointed at Rebecca and Matthew. "Out little girl is growing up, huh?" You nodded and looked down at the small baby in your arms that had already s
Found ((Pirate!EnglandxReader)) Chapter 5Found ((Pirate!EnglandxReader)) Chapter 5
Antonio growled as he crumpled up the letter that Francis gave to him. "Who the Hell do they think they are?!" He slammed his hand on the cage Rebecca was locked up in and narrowed his eyes at her, a small smile playing at his lips. "Now, chiquita...you should know I'm not angry with you~ I'm angry with that bastard pirate and your disgusting mother." Rebecca whimpered and shot him a glare. "D-don't you call my mommy that!" Francis placed his hand on Antonio's shoulder causing the Spaniard to look at his blonde friend. "Captain, she isn't worth the punishment. Right now you need to focus on what your next move is. The letter seemed pretty scary...I think Kirkland means buisness." Carriedo growled and angrily threw his dagger at the wanted poster of Captain Kirkland. "Please, Francis! This is Arthur that we're talking about! I doubt he would risk his life, let alone his ship for some little brat!" They heard Rebecca gasp and the both lo
Stupid Princess-2p!AmericaxReaderStupid Princess-2p!AmericaxReader Chapter 1
"Your majesty, The Queen requests your presence."
You sighed and looked up at the starry sky before standing straight and away from the balcony of your room. Your father was the King of the land you called home, and the Queen was your step mother. Despite popular belief, she was wonderful to you. Your biological mother was killed during a raid on the palace when you were a small child. While your father fought off the attackers, you hid in the gardens until dawn when the battle was over. That was when your new mother had found you. She protected you from the bad people and after a few years, your father married her. You knocked on the oak double doors to their room and entered after hearing her tell you to enter. "Mother?" She looked up from the dress she held in her lap and smiled at you. "Come here, child. Your wedding dress is finished."
Your bare feet padded along the cold floors and halted to a stop in front of her. You gasped at the bea
Found ((Pirate!EnglandxReader)) Chapter 3Found ((Pirate!EnglandxReader)) Chapter 3
You burst out of the room, in your normal clothes and went to where they kept the weapons. You grabbed your gun they had taken from you along with a sword and ran on deck. Yu were halfway up the stairs when you ran into Rebecca and a boy. "Mommy, they're here to save us!" "C'mon, lady. Time to get outta here!" He grabbed your hand and you took hold of Rebecca's and the three of you ran to the other ship. You saw other men jumping onto the ship that began to pull away as they claimed victory. The boy jumped across the ship and you followed. But when it came time for Rebecca to jump she froze while staring down at the water. "Mommy, I can't!"
"You can do it! I'll catch you, just jump!" you heard a gun shot that whizzed past your daughter and she fell forwards in shock. "NO!" you grabbed the sleeve of the dress she wore and began trying to ppull her up. "MUMMY, I'M SLIPPING! HELP!" Your other hand grabbed her wrist and you began lifting her up. "I
Found ((Pirate!EnglandxReader)) Chapter 8Found ((Pirate!EnglandxReader)) Chapter 8
Rebecca sighed as she watched Arthur yelling at the crew about slacking off and drinking too much rum during the time they were supposed to be working. Alfred and Matthew were off playing and Francis was among the crew so no one kept her company. She shyly left the railing she was sitting on and tugged on Arthur's sleeve. "AND FURTHER MORE-oh, what is is, Rebecca?" She shuffled her feet and kept her eyes on the wooden floors of the deck. "I was wondering how this was helping up find mommy..." Just like her mother when we were younger of course. "Darling, it's helping them understand that they need to work hard so we can find her faster." She nodded and skipped back to the railing she sat on. Arthur sighed and turned back to the crew. "WELL, WHAT ARE YOU FOOLS WAITING FOR?! BACK TO WORK!" They all nodded and went back to work. Francis just stood while everyone went to their stations and Arthur strutted over to him. "And you, you c
Daddy England X Mommy Reader (Request)Daddy! England X Mommy! Reader X Child! Canada X Child! America For TheMysteriousPoet
The warmth of the church hugged you as you sat with your Husband and two children for early Christmas morning mass. Matthew sat playing nicely with his teddy bear, his brother, Alfred sat next to him. Arthur stood still quiet sleepy next to you. All of the sudden Matthew came over to you.
"Mama Mama?" He whined. You leaned down and took him in your arms. His big violet orbs staring into your (colour) orbs. "Al's got my bear "
He started crying loudly and clung to you for dear life. A red blush painted on your face as people near you turned around to look at the noisy interrupting child. Many people 'tutted' as they glared at you, with beady eyes and disappointing frowns. "Shush sweetie, just wait till mass is over and I'll get you your bear back," You told him, he just cried louder. You turned to Arthur in desperation, tapping him on the shoulder. "Get the bear off Alfred for me, dear
Father!England x Mother!Reader: Goldilocks"Story time! Story time!" Your little son, Alfred exclaimed excitedly.
Every night you read a bed time story to your two sons, Alfred and Matthew; who was starting to look sleepy but still agreed with Alfred to hear a story.
Your husband Arthur had been out at work longer for the past few days, coming back home late at night. You didn't want your sons to be sad or worry so you kept them busy with story tales for the time-being.
"Alright, how about Goldilocks and the Three Bears?" you clasped your hands together.
Alfred nodded his head up and down while Matthew smiled happily as he clutched onto his white polar bear plushie.
Using your storytelling voice, you began. "Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks, because her hair shone like gold. She went for a walk in the forest. Pretty soon, she came upon a house. She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in ."
~ Time skip to end of story time
" .. And she never returned to th
EnglandxReader: The Perfect Christmas GiftYou were sitting on the sofa looking through magazines trying to find a good Christmas gift for your husband; Arthur. You were married for a few months now and this would be the first Christmas you would send together as a married couple. You wanted to get your new husband the perfect gift.
"Dang, it I don't know what to get him." you said putting down the cooking magazine that had a list of popular cookware inside. Arthur loved to cook for you. However you honestly didn't like his cooking but you would never tell him that.
You decide to give up on your search of the perfect gift when you noticed it was twelve in the afternoon. 'Iggy won't be home for another five hours. What am I suppose to do now?' you thought lying across the sofa. You started watching your favorite TV show before drifting off to sleep.
"Love, its time to wake up." you heard the British accent you loved so much.
Your eyes opened when you felt your husband's soft lips press against your. You smiled before
EnglandxPregnant!Reader: Starving .3
"No no yuck eww why is there a sock in there?" you asked throwing the piece of laundry out of your fridge. You're the little guy in your stomach voiced its opinion in the forum of a growl. "Yes, yes I know you're hungry."
You were four months pregnant and you were hungry.
"____________, what are you doing in there we're going out to eat with Alfred and and oh I can't remember, but we have to go."
"Artie do we have any leftovers from last night?"
"No," he sighed, "you ate them all."
Laughing nervously you said, "Yeah right "
Your husband closed the refrigerator door and pulled you back to the car.
"But Artie, I don't wanna," you complained as he pulled out of the driveway.
"Don't call me Artie!"
As the two of you pulled in the driveway you felt slightly sick. "Umm Artie I-."
"Don't call me Artie!"
"Arthur I think we should-."
"Yo dude!" shouted the annoying American. You groaned.
You leaned your head out the window, "Who are you?"
The boy who very mu
DaddyEnglandXMommyReaderXChildAmerica"I'm a superhero!" the small boy yelled as he ran, small feet pounding on the ground. A small, red cape flew out behind him, a plastic "S" burned onto the fabric. He giggled loudly as he was picked up, delicate, thin arms wrapping around his torso. "Let me down! Let me down!" he screeched, laughs making his words almost intelligible, this fact was accompanied by the lisp he had with his two missing front teeth.
"Who's my hero?" the girl asked, her (h/c) locks falling over her face. The little boy laughed, bright blue eyes wide.
"I am! I am!" he said, then smiled even louder when she nodded in affirmation.
"Yes you are!" Then, without warning, she fell over on her back and held the small boy above her and blew a raspberry on his stomach. He laughed at the feeling, tears forgotten. She then let him down and hugged him close to her chest. He snuggled into her.
"I love you, Mommy," he said quietly, the energy high he was just feeling lowering out as drowsiness overtook him. She kissed his
Papa England x Mama Reader x Child America RequestPapa England x Mama Reader x Child America: The Best Birthday Gift
Alfred was as quite as a five year old could be walking downstairs. Today was his birthday and knowing his parents, a surprise was waiting for him on the kitchen table. He was nearing the door frame, heart pumping with excitement. He overheard his Mommy and Daddy talking about what to get him and well, a puppy was brought up more than once. Alfred looked into the kitchen not a thing. He let out a disappointed sigh. "Did they forget it was today?" "Of course not Sweetie, why would we do that?" ________ said. "Mommy!" Alfred ran to you with his arms up. You bent down and picked the child up. He nestles into your arms and sees his father coming up behind you. "Alfred, what are you doing up already?" Alfred sticks his tongue out.
Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader - Fireworks NightYou snuggled into the thickest, longest [f/c] scarf you had, gloved hands idly playing with its woollen tassels. Somehow, you had been lumbered with responsibility of guarding your table, with the specific instruction to 'ensure other sods don't go pinching it'.
By table, it was actually some rickety old wooden bench that had seen better days. Over the years you had spent living in the English countryside, you'd learned that all benches in beer gardens were of a similar condition. But still, it was better than having to stand for hours with the other spectators that had come to the Queen's Head for the fireworks display. And with at least another good half an hour's wait until it all started, you were more content being bored at a table, rickety or no, than to be bored and with leg ache.
Despite it being seven o clock on a Monday night, the whole establishment was full of eager families and patrons crowding together for the festivities, fireworks night - It was like this in nearly ev
~Arms of angel~ *Daddy!England X Reader X America~Arms of angel~
*Daddy!England X Adopted!Son!America X Reader*
'Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it okay
There's always some reason not to be good enough?
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction,oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless,and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight ... '
Arthur rubbed his temples in soothing circles,watching the stack of papers onto his wooden office desk waiting to be completed.
Truth to be told,he had no motivation to go on the charade he called life.He loved Alfred a lot,but sometimes the boy wasn't enough for him.
Something was missing to complet the portrait of a happy family life and he didn't know actually what.
Pouring some scotch into the medium sized square glass,the Brit sighed,bringing it to his lips and gulp it from once all the brown liquid.
Watching with tired emerald green eyes the framed picture of himself and a cheery Alfr
The drunkard plan II (englandXreader)
The drunkard’s plan II (englandXreader)
“Peter Kirkland! How many times have I told you to put those boxes in your room!?” You screamed to your 6 year old son that was a little occupied playing in his new room, you and your family were moving in to a new house at Sussex all because your husband Arthur convinced you that raising a family at the city was bad for their and your health, you were expecting a new baby.
“But mum! Godzilla is invading my lego city! I have to make Superman save the day!” Oh for the love of…Kiku and Alfred are going to pay for giving him that dinosaur and Superman toy to him. “Come here, you can help Superman later when you have taken the boxes to your room!” they really were going to pay…maybe some scones from Arthie would suffice. “Ok” answered little Peter grumbling and effectively doing what you asked him to.
Then you took a box to help your little one and- “Wait a second (name)! You a
_____ set her two babies into the warm water of the bathtub and poured the water over their small heads. She could hear her husband, Arthur, playing David Bowie in the living room as the twins splashed each other with water. *boy name* began tugging on *girl name*'s hair and you had to separate them before someone got hurt. *girl name* began cry as _____ sighed. "Arthur! Come help me with your kids!!!" Seconds later, Arthur walked in and kneeled beside her. "You know, they're your kids too, love." He kissed her cheek and pulled *girl name* towards the other side of the tub. The couple began to wash the twins clean while David Bowie created a calming atmosphere, making the children sleepy.
England grabbed two towels so the couple could dry the babies' delicate skin. The family headed towards the nursery and parents dressed their children. _____ layed the two into their shared crib and kissed their cheeks. "Night, night little ones." Arthur leaned in and
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