Anime Guys x Reader

Arthur Kirkland (England) x Native American!Reader (pt.1)

Hey!

I wanted to start this nifty idea of a Disney!story with some of the Hetalia guys :D so there's the Pochantas!story with Arthur that will be a two-part story haha and I will have more, such as;

Beauty and the Beast!story featuring Roderich ( or Ivan...it depends )

Cinderella!story featuring Francis

Repunzle!story featuring Alfred

etc!

If you have any ideas for more Disney!stories please let me know! I need more ideas for ones and who to do them with! haha

Enjoy~

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"Land ho, Cap'n!" Shouted a crewmate at the top of the ship, looking down with a bright excited smile and giving a thumbs up.

The ship erupted with a resounding cheer when they came closer to the shore, the captain smirking proudly at his final settlement. "Aye! Men, prepare to dock!" His voice boomed throughout the winds then he watched the land growing closer, "We have finally found the promised land and it will be claimed for England."

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"Chief!" You heard one of the brothers of your tribe shouting for your father as he approached, breath ragged and expression scared. "Chief, allow me word." He begged as his knees hit the ground before your father and you, face down.

Silently, your father raised his hand for the man to speak. "White men, chief. They build on the land." He explained in a panic. With his words, your heart began to pound nervously. You could only think of all the ruin that would come upon the lands around you because of how your tribe would react. Word had spread about the white men and what they were capable of, you refused to believe these horrible rumors, yet there had still been the unknown that you feared.

Your father had been eerily quiet for some time, his eyes closed in thought, arms crossed strongly over his broad chest. Finally, as he opened his brown eyes, a calming breath escaped his mouth. "We stay to ourselves until they come too close. We are not to interfere." The commanding tone he carried made the entire tribe nod in understanding, without question. Still, tension hung among the tribe. Your father was a wonderful chief and treated all of your brothers and sisters of the tribe respectfully.

You had understood your father's orders clearly and yet the unknown question still haunted your mind as you wandered through the forest quietly, admiring the beauty. "I wonder what they look like?" You thought aloud to yourself as your fingertips grazed the bumped and scraped bark of the trees. "If their eyes are the same color as everyone in the tribe? How do they see the world? What do they sound like when they speak?" More thoughts were asked to the winds as it swept across your skin, sweeping your short buffalo skin skirt around you. "Are they as horrible as everyone claims them to be?"

With another quiet step, you heard the crack of a twig near you. No one in your tribe dared to be so reckless with nature as this, so you knew only one thing to do.

Hide.

Without another thought, you hid in the long stems of a weeping willow tree, being careful to peak through some of the leaves. At first, there was nothing more than the beautiful green brush of the trees you so quickly deserted, but soon he caught your eye. Striking blonde hair was your first interest as you gazed so intently at the tall man. Taking in everything about his broad back, covered by a thin white cloth shirt that was loose around his body. Long legs that had been guarded with a brown material in an odd way that none in your tribe ever had used before, a thick leather wrapped around his hips, and what looked like a weapon held by his belt. His feet had been covered by leather, as well, that went up to his knees.