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Fiction is Stranger than Truth? America x Reader x England      (Name) was having a casual morning, sipping tea and watching Sherlock on Netflix. That was until..      America came bursting through her door, knocking it off it's hinges.      "Sup dudette!?" He practically screamed.      "America.. " She said calmly, standing up and throwing "An Imperial Affliction" at his face.      "Get your head out of your ass, it's not a hat!"      America laughed obnoxiously "Hahahahaha! Sorry doll, I just HAD to see you!" This made her blush, because come on, he's pretty damn sexy, lesbihonest here.      (Name) let out a over dramatic gr

 I staggered from the place now behind me, I dared to quickly glance back; I realized that the next step I took meant I could never go back. I ran. I ran until the sun had begun to set. I ran from the debris of a horrible rage. I watched as the sun bent down eagerly to meet the sky in a tender kiss and wondered how such a beautiful sight could be withheld after the hell I had been through. I kept running... I ran until my legs felt of gelatin and my heart was pounding like a thousand bass drums. I ran until I had no choice but to run no longer. I fell to my knees and I cried. I stared up at the now dimly lit stars and I let the glistening tea

Hello guys, sorry this took soooo long! Anyways, just two things: Firstly, this is very badly written. Secondly, I wrote this in a different POV then the last one because it felt more comfortable for me to write in my own head voice, that way I can add all the elements.  Anyways, I hope you enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Well that was weird…..” (Name) thought to herself. She walked on and tried to shake off the odd experience she had had with the attractive Brit, not noticing that she had dropped her wallet

England x Shy!Reader It was like any other Sunday for (name).  It was ritual that you go to Forever Friends(1), buy an ice-cream Sunday, and go home to watch a fluffy romance movie.(2) And you DID NOT like your rituals to be interrupted.  Anywhoosie!  You were walking down the street to the ice-cream parlor, when suddenly, you ran into someone!(3)  You both fell onto the pavement, the other person on top of you.  The man (yes, you finally figured out it was a dude!) immediately got off of you, saying "Oh, I'm terribly sorry love!" "Here, let me help you up," reaching out his hand for you to take.  You hadn't gotten the chance before, so