Hetalia kink meme ([personal profile] hetalia_kink) wrote2009-01-03 03:13 am

HETALIA KINK MEME PART 2

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hetalia kink meme

part 2



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[identity profile] hetalia-kink.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Master list of fills for PART 2
When a request to part 2 is fulfilled, please comment as a reply to this thread in the following format:
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UK/a goldfish - making fish faces

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UK/USA - AU Teacher/Student

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Greece/Japan - handjob

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Cuba/Canada - Canada shuts up a ranting Cuba

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Denmark/Norway - "You really hate me, huh?"

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N. Italy - Tentacle Rape

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Prussia/Austria, Begging

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Russia/Lithuania -- Learned helplessness

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canada/america - molson canadian rant

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Russia/America - Cold War in Russia's Favour, Fantasy

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Prussia/England, Prussia is a ghost

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UK/a goldfish - Making fish faces [FANART]

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Russia/Prussia - Becoming one with Russia

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Egypt/Turkey –- gender!swap/domination

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Sarah Palin/Russia | She can see him from her house

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Poland/Lithuania, Poland fails at dominating Lithuania

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N.Italy+S.Italy - N.Italy's "Leaning Tower"

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1 Greece, 1 America -- laughing

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America/Japan - "Nuclear Bombs"

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America/fem!Russia - Scarf as Striptease

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JJ-JJ/Germany - SOME JEWS

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Poland+Seland+Latvia - Crossdressing

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Anyone/America-Al bottoming and loving it.

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UK/colonial!America - Scared of ghosts

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UK/colonial!America - Scared of ghosts (another)

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China/Taiwan - yandere China

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UK/US -- Catholic school roleplay [fanart]

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various countries laughing

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Germany/America; swing music [ART]

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England/America, England dominates America

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Lithuania/America, thunderstorms

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US+UK+Canada - Comforting suicidal Canada

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Hetalia Kindergarten/Elementary School Fun

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Prussia/Austria -- "I jizzed in my pants"

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Russia/Latvia, asphyxiation

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Hungary/Austria - Hot, dirty, drunk, and on a piano.

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Sweden/Finland - rough sex

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Denmark/Norway - Amnesia (FANART)

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Canada/Netherlands - Stroopwaffles.

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US/Canada - America as a cowboy/gunslinger

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Germany/America - Al bottoming and loving it (2nd fill)

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Russia/Canada - Punishment KGB style

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UK/US/Canada- Smoking Cigarettes

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Canada/US, orgasm denial

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Spain/Child!S. Italy - Tomatoes

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US/UK - For science

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UK/US - drinking contest, US loses [art fill]

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US/UK- For Science

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US/Canada - Awkward Car Sex

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US/Canada Descriptive Kissing

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Canada/Seychelles - Canadian Winter [art]

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Canada/Belarus - foreign affair

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A Proper Lady (UK/Fem!US)

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China/Vietnam, fanart (plus a bonus one)

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Canada/Seychelles -- Moutya dance, seduction

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Susan (Cross-dressing Sweden) - PICTURE

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America/Lithuania - Blowjob in the kitchen

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Germany and HRE - Are you me?

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US/UK - naked waiter outfit

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Apron (UK/US)

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Germany/N. Italy - Italy compare Germany to HRE.

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Sweden - Thnks fr th Mmrs

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England, Viva La Vida

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Russia/Canada, Noncon

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Russia/Canda, Noncon Fill 2

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Russia/Canada Training

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Prussia/Lithuania - Revenge 2ndfill

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chibi!Hungary x chibi!Poland [PICTURE]

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Germany/ShamWow - Germans invent great things!

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Greece and a cat.

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Poland/Lithuania, maid dress PICTURE

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Germany/Russia Rape - Art

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England/Sealand - Pissed!UK, ass-slaping

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France/Canada - France hitting on Canada

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France/Canada - Finger sucking

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Canada/America -- Drunk on Canadian beer

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Russia/Latvia - A Visit on Independence day

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US as Indiana Jones (art fill)

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Hungary and Poland discuss kinks and sex

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Quebec!Canada/England -- dubcon or noncon

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Britannia Angel Turns Russia into a Baby

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America/England, Sealand's pranks ruining sexytiems

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US singing, Poland and Lithuania watching

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Brittania Angel turns Russia into a baby, second fill

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America/Vietnam on vacation, art + fic

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Obama & Alfred | Inauguration Ball and Dancing

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Russia/Lithuania, starvation as punishment

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UK/ Canada, last visit before WWI

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US/Japan - JRPGS

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Countries playing WoW

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America (+ others) - September 11, 2001

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America/Canada, Fluff

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Spain/S.Italy Sex in a Church

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Twilight, Eh (France/Canada) - one comment-box jokefill

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America/Aretha Franklin's Inaugural Hat

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S. Italy/Spain, Flamenco dress

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Germany/Prussia; marriage

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New Moon, Eh (another one comment-box jokefill)

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Japan/Canada - 1930's unsuccessful takeover

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Russia/Poland - hatesex

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UK/Canada - War of 1812; UK "owns" Canada

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Yakuza!Japan [Art Fill]

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Eclipse, Eh (France/Canada)

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US/Canada - Northeast Blackout of 2003

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Russia/China: Russia sees China's scar, h/c

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US/UK - America calling his own name during sex

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America/Canada - fluff based on lyric

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Meeting America (Obama Meeting America... lol)

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UK/Young!US - corporal punishment by strapping

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Poland/Russia-Warsaw becomes Russia's capital

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Sweden/Finland & Sealand & UK - coming to complain

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Sweden/Finland - writing letters

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Breaking Dawn, Eh, (France/Canada)

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Korea/China/Canada - Always at Canada's house

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Denmark/Norway, Vanilla Yogurt

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Canada/France - no TV during sex

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Russia/China: Russian Dancing (art joke fill)

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China/Russia - China Topping, Russia Crying

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Germany/N. Italy, Sadistic!Germany and Cute!Italy

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boy!Seychelles x girl!Canada, anything goes

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US/UK/Russia: "the big three" [art]

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Poland/US - peerless valley girl sweet talking skills!

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Lithuania/America - thunderstorms (second fill)

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HISPANIC CHICK RAGES AT ARTHUR'S EYEBROWS

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Russia/America - ballroom dancing [art]

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Russia/Lithuania - Russia returns Vilnius to Lithuania

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Russia/America - "In Soviet Russia, IVAN FUCKS YOU."

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Britannia Angel turns Russia into a baby [art fill]

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Estonia/Ukraine - aphrodisiacs

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France/Poland - Poland getting molested

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France - Hermaphrodite (art fill)

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US/UK - Marshmellow/Mochi/squishy things [art]

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Canada/Turkey - Canada invading

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China/Taiwan. Hair brushing. (art fill)

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France/US - Louisiana Purchase

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Russia/Lithuania - Return of Vilnius 2nd fill

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Russia + US - Russian Roulette, dark

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Poland/Lithuania, 5 Fairytales (work in progress)

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sooo fukk!n SCENExKORRREEE

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Japan/England - cooking lessons (fluff)

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Young!America + England - left/right handed

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Poland/Lithuania - Wedding Night

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[identity profile] hetalia-kink.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
List of new fills for PART 1 (that are completed after the launching of part 2)
Please don't forget about part 1, it is greatly encouraged to check out the previous part for unfilled requests.

If you decide to fill an older request from part 1, please comment here (same format as above applies),
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→subject line: characters/pairing and kink/short summary
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Russia/Lithuania + America - Am taunts Russ about a realtionship with Liet

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
N. Italy - Tentacle Rape

This is not the tentacle rape you are looking for.

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Apologies in advance for the silliness.

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He tittered and waved one tentacle at Ludwig, enjoying the look of fascinated disgust on the blond man's face. When Germany admitted to having never seen a squid, much less dined on one, Feliciano had dragged him down to the docks, head bobbing as he searched for the creature.

"Isn't it oddly cute? And quite yummy." He held one hand to his face, hiding his mouth from the squid as if it could read his lips. "However, I must admit I enjoy octopus more, Romano has a wonderful recipe for it."

"Octopus?" If possible, Ludwig looked even more nonplussed.

"Yes! When you fry it up, it's sooo tasty." He smiled at the squirming squid in his hand, tapping it with one finger before placing it back in the tank the fisherman had to store his daily catches. "But don't you worry, we have other things to cook today."

He crouched to look into the tank, smiling as the squid darted close when he drummed his fingers against the glass.

"Keep in touch, hm? And make sure to bring some of your yummy friends with you if you visit me. Maybe tomorrow?"

He blinked as he felt something damp slide along the top of his head. Feliciano's face flushed as it stopped at the ever-present curl in his hair. He moaned softly as it drug the curl down with its weight.

"L-Ludwig?"

"What now."

He glanced up at his companion, wondering who was touching that particular part of his hair if it wasn't Ludwig, and looked back at the tank. The squid was next to the glass wall of its tank, one tentacle slowly sliding back into the water of the tank, another...

"Get off of me!" Feliciano's yell turned into a cry as he lost his balance and fell backwards. The squid's grip on his hair vanished, flung aloft by the Italian's clumsiness. He stood up with a wobble, his face bright red and an apology on his lips as he turned to face Ludwig. Feliciano fell silent for a moment, his mouth agape at the sight of the squid clinging to the blond man's hair.

"Oh no, he‘s trying to rape you too!"

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Cuba/Canada; Canada shutting up a ranting Cuba.


Belarus/Ukraine; Ukraine teasing Belarus, saying Ivan likes her better, riling her up. Turns into violent sex.

Fic - Belarus/Ukraine [1/?]

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
I'm afraid of posting this, but here goes. Sorry if it doesn't fill your request exactly, and I apologize in advance for grammar errors. It's rather late. xD

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Her head jerked up at the sound of the creaky door. The hallway was dark in the late afternoon, lit by a lone flickering lamp, so the smile on her face did not fade until she realized the person walking toward her was not him.

The young woman paused, taking time to pull down her skirt, then fixed the thin fabric at her throat so it bore some semblance to a bow. Finished, she glanced at Belarus, a coy smile on her face.

“Natasha, it’s been so long!”

Nataliya resisted the urge to let her fingers encircle the pale throat; they carved grooves into the soft wood of the bench instead.

"Nataliya is my name, Ukraine, if you are to use it." Her reply was flat, her gaze remained on the closed door.

"I forget: dear Vanya always calls you Natasha." Nataliya folded her arms to restrain herself as Ukraine leaned over her, one hand brushing against her cheek to smooth into place a stray strand of hair. "You are doing well, though?"

"Perhaps you should keep your toxicity to yourself," she hissed, the bench hard against her back as she drew away from Ukraine's touch, her shadow. Even now, years after, the stench of decay followed Ukraine like a ghost.

"Vanya doesn't seem to mind it so much."

"I have a meeting in ten minutes." Nataliya brushed aside the previous comment as she did the wrinkles in her skirt.

Her hands froze when her eyes finally met Ukraine‘s. The glint in the woman's eye reminded Nataliya of Ivan, when he seemed so gentle, like a child, as he hugged her broken body to him in the snow and laughed, the scent of vodka heavy on his breath. The thought sent a chill up her spine. Standing, Nataliya stepped to the side, setting distance between them. Ukraine always appeared to be too close for comfort.

"He's a bit tired from his meeting with me." Ukraine paused, a soft blush on her face as she looked up at Nataliya, drawing closer with each word. “You know how economic talks go.”

“I was supposed to be the only one to meet with him today.” Her face felt hot as she glanced away from Ukraine.

“Oh? Well, you should know by now the privileges of elders.”

“Ivan would not give privileges just to you. We are all one.”

“Are you still that naïve, white one? There are always favourites.”

For a brief moment Belarus wondered at how soft Ukraine’s skin felt, before her fingers gripped tighter around the woman’s throat.

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
France/Swizerland; obvious attraction
While they both know what the other wants, they just try to ignore it until...? Lots of UST, please!
Make it hot and steamy ♥

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
OMGOMGOMGOMG YESYESYESYES THISTHISTHISTHIS

SECONDED SO HARD.

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
us/uk
high school.
with arthur as a teacher.
OHOHOHOHOHO HOW SCANDALOUS

Untitled [1/?]

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Alfred F. Jones had always found Literature exceedingly boring. In fact it was even more boring than Algebra, and that was saying something. He could hardly say that he himself was the worst student – he was, of course, one of the best. He just... Didn’t show it much. Ever. His classmates were not the most diligent students, but they usually perked up half-heartedly whenever a new teacher showed up. And, half way through the school year, a new teacher showed up.

He stalked in, a foul frown on his lips and an odd straightness in his posture that made Alfred certain that the poor man had something stuck up his arse – he could hardly hold back the snigger. All his efforts at retaining his humour were ruined, however, when a student at the back put up their hands and asked the one question that had been on the mind of almost everyone since the teacher walked in.

“Sir? I think you... Um... I think you have some caterpillars stuck to your face.”

The teacher froze, turning to find the student amongst the rabble that he was being forced to teach. Finding the boy, Alfred watched as the man straightened, glaring viciously at the poor child who wilted in his chair. He opened mouth and shouted as though it was the last thing he would ever say.

“Are you some kind of bloody fool? They are not caterpillars, they are my eyebrows, and are quite popular within British society. Now get out your copies of the play, and hurry up.” Alfred stared, taken aback. Most young teachers were usually nervous, especially around “high school kids”, but this new teacher seemed confident. He merely strode to the front of the room and grabbed a piece of chalk, turning to the board. Writing the page numbers and his name, he gave the class a meaningful look before sitting down.

Oh, and he was hot. He was obviously from England or something like that, seeing as his outburst had been filled with the posh, phoney British tone that he was so used to hearing on television - which was maybe why Alfred had been discreetly observing him from behind his Macbeth script for most of the period. He had dark, scruffy blond hair and, despite those freakish fuzzy brows, pretty nice eyes. Not that Alfred thought that anything was pretty.
“If you have finished your silent reading, we will move on to reading aloud. The best way to enjoy a piece of good literature is to, of course, perform it.” The new teacher—Arthur Kirkland, kinda reminding Alfred of that stupid story of an English king—looked over the class list with a sigh, obviously unimpressed with what he saw. Closing his eyes and moving his finger up and down, he pressed the digit against a name.

“Alfred Jones. Scene VII. Read the protagonist’s speech, if you please.” Kirkland’s voice was pretty deep for a guy of his... pretty small size. It was probably what allowed him to give the illusion that he was in charge – not that Alfred was going to believe it. He’d been dubbed the Class Hero, always cracking jokes and being the one to get them all out of detention. As if he’d stop because there was a new teacher. Around the class, various students hid amused grins behind their books.

“Sure, whatever, fuzzy brows.” The teacher spluttered, hand twitching, but he said nothing.

“If it were done when it’s pretty damned well done, it was done kinda quickly – wait, they’re killing someone? Awesome - that ol’ assassination... thing, could work up a consequence and catch with success-”

“Stop! Stop!” The Englishman at the front of the room looked mortified. Alfred smirked and crossed his legs under the desk.

“Was that an attempt to be funny, Mr Jones?”

“... You catch on quick, huh?” The man was shaking with rage, but Alfred just looked relaxed. Slamming his script on the table, the teacher glared at his student.

“You. After class. Detention. An hour.”

Alfred sighed. It was worth it.

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Egypt/Turkiye;

Revenge. No actual sex, just Egypt getting Turkiye teased and aroused, then somehow pretending to lose interest or leaving the encounter and a frustrated and indignant Sadiq.

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
OMG. PLEASE.

This meme needs more Egypt!

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Cuba/US;

Cuba trying to get Alfred's attention, lots of manry fighting and childish bickering. Bonus points if Canada is added in there.


Belarus/Russia/Ukraine;

Two double teaming one. Any of your choice.


France/UK;

Frottage, UK in heavy denial and showing a lot of embarrassment and shame the entire time.



China/Russia;

China getting off entirely on digital penetration.

#3 [1/?]

(Anonymous) 2010-05-18 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Though if this isn't quite what you wanted let me know and I'll do a take two!]

He had regretted bringing France here the moment they walked through the doors to heavy guitars unfiltered by anything more than the amplifiers they fed through cutting into their ears and making their skin vibrate. He knew it was a bad idea when a second repeat of "What?" brought France's ears to just touch the sensitive skin-covered cartilidge of his ear, bringing a shiver that he immediately blamed on the cold of the constantly opening door when teased. And 'teased' was-- well, he pushed the word out of his head with a bit less ease than it had come in, unbidden.

France had always expressed distaste for punk rock, but the excitement in his long time ally's eyes and voice forced a soft, weak smile and an acquiecence to try this 'savage' form of music, and was only glad for his decision when it brought him the United Kingdom himself in very fitted leather pants, a tight band t-shirt, and knee-high boots with a bit of a lift - which of course fair England muttered would close that 2 centimeter gap between he and that gormless git America.

The band was one England had watched for years from their start in little back alley pubs where they had to buy even their own drinks to now, this packed-to-the-brim hometown show a secret stop on their world tour. He was in love with everything about them and the night, not caring to swat away France's hands from his shoulders, his waist, his-- when did the other man get so close? He could even feel-- oh.

England pulled away to swivel and stare at the man who only smiled, one arm crossed over his chest with the other leaning upon it as he rested his chin upon a finger. England couldn't even hear himself start the question with the obvious answer over the roar of guitars and bass and drums in the bridge (God, he loved this song), and whether or not it was to hear the question better (it probably wasn't), he was pulled close, wrapped up in deceptively strong arms. England pushed at the man's chest, noticed that hard place against his thigh that most certainly was not France's leg, noticed his own unexpected (he could tell himself that now, and in memory in future years, but he was high on the cheap alcohol, high on raw music, the crush and heat of humans -- it was a bit overwhelming. He couldn't tell what France mouthed toward him, but the shift of hips to align with his own told him well enough. England positively grimaced, equally in that there was a point (literally) for France to slyly and slowly grind into as if the two were really dancing - really close.

A repetition of the question he had intended to finish earlier - "What are you doing?" in a growl and a let's pretend our face isn't red and he hated this, it was so public and God okay maybe it was sort of good - no. No no no. He pushed backwards only to bump into a giggling girl, a flush of alcohol in her all-too underage cheeks. She only sort of glanced at his apology and went back to hopping with her mates, and before he knew it those hands were on his back, sliding down and pulling him closer with a hard grip on his buttocks. He yelled - well, perhaps more a squeak, but there was no one alive who would even ponder that without the fear of execution - and was all too aware what a bad choice leather had been for the evening, how good France looked easily outlined in silk - no, not good. Vulgur. Utterly vulgar.

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Japan/Greece


Handjob, Japan topping/being incredibly sexually aggressive.

greecepan

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Image

if that doesn't work try this

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Egypt/Turkey [Turkiye?]


Genderswapped. Both as women, Turkiye as a domineering, rude, brash, ruthless woman. Egypt is passive aggressive and disrespectful in her submission. Lots of jewelry, please, and Turkiye leaves the mask on.

France/UK


More genderswap. Sleazy France is trying to seduce the outwardly proper UK, knowing that deep down she's just as lewd as she is.

REQUEST #1; [1/9]

(Anonymous) 2009-01-05 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Alright, so I am taking this from the point that both Turkey and Egypt have always been or at least have been for awhile female, genderswapped, etc. You can assume either really but I find it easier to write when I don't have to go through the initial shock of OMG YOU HAVE A VAGINA. So, that being settled. The setting is during the Ottomans initial interest in Egypt around the year of invasion of 1517. Inner fighting between Mamluk tribe leaders and their armies diminished the Egyptians ability to defeat the Ottoman Empire due to their lack of internal stability. Prior to the Ottoman takeover there was a decent economic trade between the Ottoman state and Egypt, but that did not mean that things weren't rocky due to the threat of the Ottoman's growing power. Yah wanna read a lot more? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_Ottoman_Egypt !!! Though I suggest actual textual material, or hell, even a class.]

She had always enjoyed the way she danced, the way she moved. Perhaps that's what caught her interest in the first place to be honest about the whole ordeal. There was something different about her in their similarities; there was a certain wisdom and control that lingered in the others eyes that made the other shiver with the feeling of heaven when she was able to catch her gaze, the rarity in which the amber fields of the others stare looked upon her with a certain disinterest mixed amongst arches and falls of curiosity and tension. Her curiosity, she noted, was like the way her body moved. Modest and teasing twists and bends of her limbs and torso, a certain seductive nature to the way she moved her hands and wrists, the patterns her feet made on the stone ground. The way the jewelry fell and shifted, draped over her chest, around her neck, onto her back; the way it covered discreetly enough the curves of her breasts, the peaks of her soft dark nipples. The way she could see the delicate roundness of the flesh beyond the golden strands and beads but how she was covered enough to make her yearn for more. The golden bands wrapped around her wrists, her ankles, her upper arms; they glistened so brightly in the fading light of day, fitting her, confining her, but accenting delightfully the perfectly tanned skin that covered her from head to toe. The color that she knew dipped around curved hips and beyond onto delicate skin hidden beneath pale scarves that wrapped around her lower waist, dipping between her legs and behind her, showing off the line of her slender legs and the way they moved, parting just perfectly to see the smooth inside of her inner thigh when she twisted just right. She loved the sound of the coins that dangled from ribbons around her hips, watching the metallic sheen of them glint in the light past thick flavored smoke that spilled past her own lips, arched along the curve of her face, past the pale white mask that rested soundly over a hidden gaze. She looked good in the skewed vision the smoke provided amongst the bubble of the elaborate water pipe, like a silhouette of a puppet show but with so much more movement, so much more detail and erotic fluidity.

She was a canvas of beauty, a silently seductive and alluring creature and Turkey could want nothing more from than to lay her flat and worship every inch of her.

Watching her made her skin flush and her blood boil. Through the curve of her mask she could watch her with her sharp gaze and she made sure that there was never any question as to who she was watching. There was more to them than that, this was not simply a one sided relationship and while the other made it seem like it was only advances on Turkey's part, she knew better. Turkey knew that when she watched her, her movements increased, as to prove something, as if to make a point. The music quickened; her chest rising and falling more rapidly, the breaths pushing past her full lips so delightfully moist, hitching and catching. She knew it was much more than a dance then, it was a stand on dominance, a warning, a testing challenge. Interrupt me, I dare you; her body screamed silently in its movements, go on, go ahead and try it; her eyes stare, narrowing, whispering into her soul.

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Greece/Japan; Carsex.

Fast Lane Ride - 1/2

(Anonymous) 2009-02-24 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
A/N Keep in mind that Greeks are famous for being extremely rude and feisty while driving. Not to mention that they're considered the 6th worst drivers in the world.


"I must say, I'm quite honored that you have such a preference for my cars," Japan said, sitting in the passenger's seat of the car that was his own creation. Next to him, Greece was driving it, testing his new purchase.

"Hmm? Oh yeah. They're nice and comfortable," Greece calmly answered, keeping his gaze on the road, leaning his free arm out of the window.

"I think that they suit you..," Japan mused, looking outside the Greek scenery and glad that they were into the suburbs instead of a crammed city. He had missed the atmosphere of his favorite Mediterranean place.

"Because they're light," Japan continued, "they give a vibe of balance, of dignity and a feel of tranquility. Just like y..."

"When the fuck are you going to move your goddamn cardbox, you retard?!"

Japan almost jumped at the harsh voice next to him. He saw Greece glaring furiously on the road, more specifically on the car in front of the. The vehicle in front of them was moving rather slowly, even for Japan's standards.
He knew that being slowed down pissed Greece off.

Since the car didn't speed up, Greece blasted the horn (his most liberally used part of the car, Japan noted) once again and stuck his head out.

"Move your ass out of my face or I'll get down there, rip off your fucking exhaust and beat you up with it."

Seconds later, the stranger's car was already running out of their sight. The driver must've been Italian, Japan thought.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" Greece casually asked his companion as if nothing happened.

"Something completely erroneous, so let us just forget about it."

"Oh okay," Greece answered and resumed is business.

However he did notice that Japan looked now a little moody. He honestly couldn't tell why.

"What's bothering you?"

Japan sighed. He knew that the man wouldn't accept a 'nothing' for an answered. Giving it a bit of a thought, he realized that Greece appreciated direct approaches and brutal honesty far more than polite lies.

So he decided to speak his mind.

"You are very brash, Greece," he stated. Before continuing, he peeked towards the man, only to see that he wasn't offended at all. On the contrary, he seemed proud.

"And that's a bad thing!"

At the sound of the clearly angry tone, Greece turned to Japan looking surprised. The Asian wasn't shouting nor showing any excessive anger. But the mere look in his eyes made it clear: he was enraged.

"Eh? What's that all of the sudden?" Greece asked, still trying to register the fact that Japan actually has the ability to get angry.

"It's not, in fact, sudden. Ever since we begun this tour, you have been giving me -and to all our surroundings- several reasons to be irritated at you."

"I have? How? Is there something wrong with my driving?"

"Yes." Japan pointed, dead pan.

"Am I driving too slow?"

"No, you fly too slow. In 40km/h speed limit zones, no less. You deliberately ignore traffic signs, red lights, pedestrians... With no sense of etiquette, you are eager to get into fights, honk like mad and swear like a savage. Even when it's your fault, you keep being shamelessly tactless and crude at people!"

"Hey listen here," Greece cut him, his own anger unsubtle. "You come here ranting at me on how I should piss in my own pond?"

"Treat your guests properly, if you wish get better reviews out of them."

They unwaveringly glared at each other, both of them forgetting about the fact that they're on the move.

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France/US/UK

France seducing the both of them.

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh yes. :D

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Germany/anyone - Germany makes good use of a riding crop

(Anonymous) 2009-01-19 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
/Seconded./

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Russia/Lithuania

learned helplessness (on Lithuania's part, of course~)

Invisible Restraints 1/?

(Anonymous) 2009-01-04 02:34 am (UTC)(link)

Hello~ This is not the anon that filled either of the above fics, this is the anon that filled 'Burning prayers', 'If you have it share it', 'a warm shadow', 'if that's what it takes', 'amen', and 'prelude to cold'. While most of those are RussLiet, a few are Liet and others. So I suppose I'm more like a Liet!Anon than anything else, though RussLiet is my otp. Anyway, enjoy~!


There was a time when Lithuania would resist. A time when his voice would protest in his own language, or maybe even Polish, anything but Russian. Those times, he would grab a hold of anything that he could reach—Russia's shoulders, his arms, his hands, and push just as hard as he could away from him. Even if he only slowed him down, he would try it. But Russia didn't take resistance well.

Lithuania was strong, or at least, he had been. In his time both before and alongside Poland, he was tactical and tenacious. And so it was with a bitter swallowing of pride that he watched his glorious haven slowly destroyed, mercilessly cut apart by Russia, Prussia, and Austria. He was told that he was given the more merciful fate, being mostly owned by Russia instead of divided into many. But there nothing to be relieved about, once he started defying Russia from within his own house.

If he was lucky, Russia would use leather restraints. But even those cut into his flesh after a day or two of tugging uselessly at them. He tasted blood at the corners of his mouth from the gag, and his eyes had become so accustomed to the dark that he winced at a single candle light—as rare as it was that he would get that for days on end. When it started out, he wasn't treated with particular cruelty—despite the restraints.

Russia's hands would lift him gently, sit him up carefully—hands behind his back and ankles lashed together tightly. He would drape a blanket about his naked shoulders and slowly remove the gag. His cool, soft lips would kiss the sores at the corner of Lithuania's mouth—that is after Liet had learned not to snap at him with teeth. And Lithuania would drink from the glass that was lifted to his lips—water, water to quench his too-dry throat and wash down the metallic zing of blood. He would sip from the spoon offered to him, take a bite of the bread. If he didn't, he wouldn't be given it again for over a day. Not that he knew for sure, for he couldn't see a clock with his blindfold on—only hear it endlessly tic and tok. What he knew was that his hunger would build until his stomach ached and his head throbbed with pain.

Personal needs were the worst, the most humiliating. Russia seemed to have no qualms about any of it, but shame would burn across Liet's cheeks as tears soaked through his blindfold. Perhaps that was how he first got used to the feeling of those large hands across his bare flesh. That was the other thing about leather—it didn't rust. Blessedly warm water tickling over his shoulders as Russia squeezed out the rag over them. His breath was hot and sometimes heavy across the nape of Lithuania's neck, but if he so much as protested that he would be promptly carried back to the bed, soaking wet, and left to dry in the cold room without a blanket. If he was good, he would be washed by lingering hands, ignoring the rather obvious sounds of what the blond's other hand was doing behind him. Pride wasn't worth the suffering he'd have to go through if he acknowledged it.

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China/Russia: Bondage.

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Italy/? - Italy having sex with someone, and the someone noting that Italy's tower leans to the side a bit

Your Tower's Leaning

(Anonymous) 2009-01-06 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
A/N: Okay, I tried. No sex, sorry ):

"This is why I said we shouldn't sleep in the same bed, bastard!!" Romano glared at his younger brother, blushing furiously and trying with all his might not to look down.

Veneziano's cheeks turned a slight pink but he didn't bother to cover his terrible case of morning wood that was currently happening. "Brother, don't talk so meanly. It happens..."

Yes, Romano did like sleeping naked himself but erections just weren't things to show-off to one's brother! No, no, he wouldn't look. He wouldn't look. ...Just a peek.

"W-woah! What?!" Romano almost fell off the bed. He quickly grabbed the ledge of a window beside the bed to hold himself up. "Uhm... Feliciano, t-there's something a bit off about...."

"Huh? What?! I-is it weird?!" Veneziano squirmed a bit, his brother's reaction making him a bit nervous.

"It's just... it's kinda leaning.... that's odd." Romano hoisted himself off the ledge but not before catching something suspicious outside in the corner of his eye. He turned around to look back out, shocked at what he found. "Feliciano! Look..."

Veneziano was getting kinda nervous now. He climbed past tangled sheets and peeked over his brother's head to look outside. He gasped, "T-the tower?! It's... leaning?!"

"Your tower's leaning," Romano echoed. His face darkened though as he felt something hard pushing against his back. Oh, he knew what that was. "That's sick!!" He pushed his brother back on the bed nearly traumatized.

"Brother, you are so mean!!" Veneziano pouted, but Romano threw on some pants and stormed out of the room.

Veneziano looked down at himself. "It's going to be stuck like that, isn't it...."

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Germany x Germany

Let's see some sausages rubbing, anon. ;9

ART

(Anonymous) 2009-02-17 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Image

ENJOY!

&hearts ~CAPSLOCK ANON

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Anon: YOU SHOULD REQUEST SOMETHING FOR THE HELL OF IT
Anon2: America fucking japan with two nuclear bombs
Anon2: "nuclear bombs"
Anon: AKJSHDGKJASHGFDKAJSHGDJKAS
Anon: JKASHDLKSAHDKSADHALKSDHALS
Anon: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Anon: OMG YOU CLEARLY WROTE THIS TO PISS OFF FANDOMSECRETS

AMERICA/JAPAN, YOU HEARD ANON2

Offensive [1/1]

(Anonymous) 2009-01-06 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
author: I'm going to Hell for being the person who wrote this. ;-;

"YES." America shouted out as his hard dick continuously slammed into Japan's tight hole. Only moments earlier had America just arrived in Japan's home before things started getting hot and heavy. America blamed it on all the tentacle porn.

Japan gasped from his position on top of the other country. He met America's thrusts with his own bouncing, pleasure spreading through the both of them like the colors in the Code Geass opening. "Oh Kami(1), America! You're going to explode inside me!"

"Yeah, bitch, just like two nuclear bombs!" At that moment, Japan's ass clenched and threw America over the edge of orgasm.

UK was secretly watching and jealous the whole time. And very offended. Afterward, he went back to London, opened MSPaint, and posted about how offended he was to [livejournal.com profile] fandomsecrets.

1: "Kami" means "God"

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US/UK - Arthur speaking all chav-ish; doesn't need to be sexy, I'm just looking for the crack.

(Anonymous) 2009-02-13 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
“Alright like, boss?”

Alfred looked up from his workbench and found Arthur loitering in his doorway, slouching. That was unusual in itself, but that added to the weird language and the…er…interesting clothes Arthur was wearing made Alfred a bit worried.

“…Arthur?”

“’Ow yer doin’?”

“…Fine?”

Arthur played with the thick golden chain around his neck. Alfred noticed that he was wearing rings. Three of them. Big ones. And a striped hoodie. And…tracksuit bottoms?

“Arthur, are you like…ill?”

“Er, nor like, I don’t think so, do I?”

Alfred put down his spanner and walked over to where Arthur was still leaning, reaching up to feel his forehead. Arthur slapped his hand away, and then shoved America backwards. “Er, are yer sayin’ I’m a puff, like?”

“What the Hell? What’s a ‘puff’?”

“YER SAYIN’ I’M GAY?” Arthur hollered, leaning right up close to Alfred and shouting in his face. His breath smelled of cigarettes and cheap lager. Now that was really strange. Normally England only liked the finer things in life. Like gin. Sometimes whiskey if his brother let him have any.

“But you ARE gay, what the Hell are you talking about? You run a mile whenever people mention vaginas!”

“Er, boss, who’d’yer think yer are then?”

Alfred was getting tired of this. Obviously Arthur was having one of his weird periods, like when he’d gone to stay with a bunch of his hippies and started making a habit of drinking his own urine. He turned to go back to his latest invention, but Arthur grabbed his arm and dragged him back. His rings – turned inwards to face his palms – dug into Alfred’s skin.

“Who yer callin’ gay, then?”

“You!”

“Er, nor like!”

“Arth-!”

Alfred reeled back as Arthur hit him in the face. This was beyond weird, now; it was just plain stupid. It wasn’t like it hadn’t happened before. After the hippies, Arthur had fallen in with a group of nudists from Yorkshire, and insisted on turning up to meetings stark naked, asserting that it was his right as a human being. Like with the nudists and the hippies, there could only be one solution to the problem this time.

Alfred hit Arthur back. Hard.

The Englishman hit the floor ass first, his eyes opening wide at the pain. “What the bloody Hell is going on? Alfred? What on Earth is this get-up you’ve put me in? Did you drug me? You wanker!” He scrambled to his feet, and with his customary uptight expression the clothes on him looked even more ridiculous.

“I didn’t do anything, you came over and started calling me ‘boss’, and then you got angry ‘cause you thought I was calling you gay. Even though you are.”

“I…I did?” Arthur looked puzzled. Definitely the same as all those other times. Alfred would never get why Arthur let himself get so caught up in these crazy things.

“Yeah. And then you hit me, so I hit you back.”

“The last thing I remember, I was in a pub in Hull…” Arthur looked distant for a second, then cleared his throat. “A-Anyway, fetch me some clothes, I can’t stay wearing this stuff!”

Alfred made a show of sighing, and walked out of the room to get England a spare shirt and some trousers that weren’t elasticated at the ankles. As he walked he wondered why England never managed to get brainwashed by any of his sexual deviants before coming over to visit.

Oh well. Maybe next time…

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SWEDEN/FINLAND - Nice, lovey-dovey smut where Finland realises Sweden isn't that scary. Finland tops.

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
I meant Sweden tops.

Oops.

(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Why haven't I seen this? I mean, we've got Bond!UK, right? So what this anon needs is...

Germany vs America-Alfred 'Indiana' Jones and The Last Crusade

Germany's boss forces him to search for the Holy Grail, and it's up to America to stop him!

Bonus for England in Sean Connery's role!

No sex required, art highly appreciated!

*dons Indy hat*

(Anonymous) 2009-01-21 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Can't believe this is still empty. Soooo...
Art of America and England as Indy and Henry Jones Sr. :D

http://img179.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lastcrusadeim6.jpg

Annnnd bonus stupid doodles. XD

http://img413.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lastcrusade2uh6.jpg

I think Elsa was actually Austrian, though? Pfft I don't care.

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Lithuania/America, thunderstorms.

Thunder

(Anonymous) 2009-01-09 09:12 am (UTC)(link)


America had gotten used to holding him after the nightmares. It was something that at first had bothered Lithuania. Not because of the intimacy of the act but because he was worried about disturbing the other nation’s sleep. He would go on chanting, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” to his host until Alfred would draw him close and tell him not to worry about it, that there was nothing to be sorry about. Lithuania would continue to shiver in his arms but he would quiet down. He never talked about the content of his dreams.

Of course that was all after they had started sharing a bed.

At first Lithuania was against it, making excuses and saying he wouldn’t want to bother America. Then, after much convincing, and under the pretense of it being for his own benefit (“what if I needed something during the night,”) Alfred had made him accept his bed. Still there were hesitations, like Lithuania not wanting to change his shirt in front of America - as if he was ashamed of his body, - and not touching him at all. The touching was initiated only after the first nightmare hit, with Lithuania waking up and crying in the arms of a shushing America.

As said, Lithuania never told America what his nightmares were about, only that he was ‘ok’ and ‘could go back to sleep now.’ But Alfred wasn’t completely clueless. He had heard Toris’ moans in his sleep, the half mumbled words about Russia and how much it hurt, and how he promised – swore in the Russian tongue - not to do it again! It broke Alfred’s heart to hear so much and not be able to comfort him. Perhaps some day….

Then came the night when America had his first nightmare. He saw Arthur again, standing in the rain, soaked and crying. He had ordered his soldiers not to shoot. But in the dream no one obeyed, and the next thing he heard were the thunderous roars of muskets all around him before Arthur’s body shook and fell to the ground. He cried and reached for him. But he was already lying face first in the mud. He pulled him into his lap and yelled his name over and over, looking at the sightless green eyes and sobbing until his throat was hoarse. Then the thunder crashed again and he woke up.

There was a rainstorm outside, and the wind was shaking their bedroom windows. Another set of green eyes hovered in the darkness over him, their glistening depths full of worry and compassion. Without a word he reached up and pulled the brunette into his arms, pressing his face into his shoulder and breathing in his scent. Lithuania held him tightly and threaded his fingers through his hair.

That night they made love for the first time, under the flashes of lightning and the howl of the wind. The thunder drowned their voices so that when he cried, ‘Arthur,’ and Lithuania cried ‘Ivan,’ both of them could pretend they didn’t hear it.

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Please, anon. I need some more happy Russia/Latvia to fulfill my happiness. I would like to see something a little nicer? So perhaps after the Latvian independance of August 21, 1991, or maybe Ivan helping his old friend through the Economic Crisis? Anything with these two would be amazing.

A Visit on Independence day

(Anonymous) 2009-01-10 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I'M SORRY IF THIS NOT HAPPY ENOUGH. I tried. I got carried away. > <

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It was a beautiful day in Riga, the capital of Latvia. Latvia stood on the balcony, inhaling the fresh air of his house. Ah, so relaxing... he had forgotten how calm it is in his own house. Living too long with Russia does that to you. Living without Russia-san is the happiest!

Suddenly the bell rang. He walked away from the balcony, towards the door. Ah, that must be Estonia and Lithuania! They said they would celebrate my independence today!

As he opened it, to his horror, it was, "R-Russia-san?"

The man stood in front of his door, carrying the pipe he always had in his hand. "Hi~ Latvia-kun!" Russia said, laughing. That horribly familiar laugh sent Latvia to his old shivering self. "How are you?"

"I-- um.. er.. f-fine!" Latvia answered. "Wh-what are you d-doing here, Russia-san?"

Russia's smile faded. "I'm getting lonely, Latvia-kun..." he said. "Everyone's leaving me. Lithuania, Estonia... and now you, too."

To Latvia's surprise, Russia looked really sad by now. Close to tears, actually. He realized that despite what Russia had done to him and his brothers, Russia really do think of them as his friend. At times like these, Latvia felt less afraid of him. He almostpitied him.

A silence between the two for a little while. Latvia decided to move first. He approached Russia and gave the big guy a short hug.

Russia, who isn't used to affectionate moves like that, didn't know how to react. He stood still as Latvia released him.

Latvia looked firmly at his former dictator (at least, that's what he thinks of Russia), and said, "Don't worry, Russia-san!"

Russia stared at him, surprised. Latvia continued, "I might be independent now, but..." He paused, looking for the right words, "...I will always be your friend!"

As he finished the line, Latvia's heart was thumping hard. I hope I didn't give him any ideas... Not going to his house again... no... He tried to look as tough as possible while shivering.

Russia's face turned into a small, light-hearted smile. A smile that no one could be sure of the meaning.

"...Thank you, Latvia-kun."

And he turned to walk away Latvia's door. Latvia sighed in great relief, but just as he did so Russia turned his head.

"Sure you don't want to be one with Russia again?" he asked.

Latvia screamed, "NO!" and slammed the door.

Russia, laughed, walking away. At least he promised to be my friend... Hee hee!

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(Anonymous) 2009-01-03 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Russia/Belarus - BDSM or just sex.



Art highly appreciated. ;)

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(Anonymous) 2009-12-23 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Ugly sketch is ugly.

http://i48.tinypic.com/2v1ulcg.jpg

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Belarus/Russia → yandere!Natalia topping the shit out of Ivan.

art

(Anonymous) 2009-01-14 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
HERE: http://i41.tinypic.com/2ro2hat.jpg

I sincerely hope for the continuation. (writer!anon, we need your fic)

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