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Rome/Germania -- Goats

[identity profile] hetalia-kink.livejournal.com 2011-05-17 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
(This is a model request. Please follow this format when requesting yourself: Pairing/character(s) and kink/prompt in subject line, BRIEF elaboration in message -- stay under 200 words and 3 bonuses. Historical background or definition of words, which can be removed without changing the prompt itself, won't count toward the limit.)

I'm requesting something humorous involving the above. Doesn't have to have smut, but smut would be nice.

fem!Prussia/little!Germany - breastfeeding

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
After the baby nation finally wanders into her hands, fem!Prussia becomes very protective over Germany. She refuses to let humans take care of the little!nation and raises him herself, including the breastfeeding.

Bonus 1: Germany gets extremely embarrassed as a teen or adult when Prussia mentions the breastfeeding - often done to tease him or make him feel uncomfortable.
Bonus 2: Germancest. I don't know how, but if you make it work, I would love you forever, a!a.
Bonus 3 (in partial connection to the previous bonus, but can be observed as a completely separate bonus): When Germany (as a child or... even teen) feels very distressed and in need of comfort, he goes to Prussia to, well, suck on her breasts, as he finds solace in it.

Nursing [1/5]

(Anonymous) 2011-06-24 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Different A!A filling. I hope it's all right! There are far too many webpages about breastfeeding with not enough information at all.

In all its un-beta'd glory ( so sorry for any mistakes ).


"He's mine and I refuse to let anybody else touch a single hair on his head!" Maria screamed, arms tightening around the bundle of cloth in her arms. She had finally managed to wrestle the baby away from that prissy boy, Roderich, and she was not about to let anybody else have him.

"If you have any issues with that, you go ahead and raise your swords against me." she hissed, cradling the bundle close to her bosom. She jumped in surprise when tiny hands latched onto her breast, a rather unawesome and very girly squeak accompanying the motion. Her cheeks flared up and she shot a final look at the rabble in her foyer before turning on her heel, confident that they would leave the child with her, and stormed off to her bedroom with the baby.

After closing and, more important, locking the door, she shifted the cloth around to stare down at the baby's face, a serene little smile softening her expression. "Oh, how cute." Maria cooed, only slightly embarrassed at how 'soft' she was being. "My little brother, Ludwig." she decided, stroking his hair. She squeaked again when those tiny hands groped at her bosom for a second time, and began rocking him carefully. But when he began to cry, unconsolably it seemed, she panicked, storming out of her room and looking around for anybody that could help.

"Oh, please be quiet, little brother." she spoke softly, as if it would help. But the crying did not cease, if anything it continued getting louder and louder, his little hands flailing about in the air, occasionally tugging at her shirt.

It wasn't long before a maid, drawn by the unusual sound of a baby crying, came to Maria's assistance, her blue eyes wide and curious; there had never, before, been a baby in Maria's house. As far as anybody knew, Maria hated children.

"Oh! Good! Why is my baby crying?" Maria asked, voice a little frantic.

"Your… Baby?" the maid asked, incredulous.

"Yes, my goddamned baby, now how the fuck do I stop him from crying?!" she repeated, louder.

"Perhaps he… Needs his cloths changed?" the maid suggested, at which point Maria tugged on the outer cloths to check, promptly shaking her head.

"He's dry, why else would he be crying?"

"Has he eaten, lately?"

Maria blinked at the maid, brow furrowed. "No… Maybe he's hungry? What do I feed him?"

The maid stared at Maria blankly, wondering how she had gotten this baby she was so clearly not ready for.

"Well? I asked you a question? What the hell do I feed him?" she repeated, growing more and more frustrated with the awkwardness of this conversation.

"If you give him to me, I'd be happy to find a wet nurse to breast-feed him, for y-"

"No!" Maria cried, shaking her head vehemently. "I'll do it myself." She dismissed her nurse, despite her continued offers to find a wet nurse for Ludwig, and retreated to her bedroom again.

She settled down and, without a moment of hesitation, Maria pulled her tops up over her breasts, never once putting Ludwig down. As if he knew exactly what to do, his lips found a nipple and promptly began to suckle. Maria blushed deeply; less than an hour and the little brat was already in her shirt.

But she wasn't giving him any milk.

It wasn't long before he pulled away and began crying again.

Maria groaned in irritation, again, jerking her shirts down and calling for the maid that had been harassing her earlier.

"Miss, wh-"

"Find me a way to feed him that doesn't involve another woman's tits." Maria said sharply, brilliant red-violet eyes narrowed at the small, German girl.

"But m-"

"Now!" Maria cried over the crying baby before shoving the girl out of her room and slamming the door.

"Don't worry, baby brother." she cooed, smoothing the little tufts of blonde hair back over Ludwig's head, "I promise you'll be well taken care of."

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America/Canada/Fem England/Japan/France: DVDA

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Exactly what's on the tin. America and Canada double team Fem England fromthe front, Japan and France double team her from the back. Consensual, hot smut, please!

Bonus one focusing on how the guys can feel each other's cocks while inside England.

Bonus two this is the group's answer on who England should be dating/fucking.

Ummm fill.

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I hope this is what you were looking for I'm sorry if it's not what you wanted.

She was full. Too full. But she wanted more. Her sex was dripping as it was thrust into relentlessly by Alfred. Her breasts roughly grabbed by the usually shy Canadian, who's shy voice held dirty promises as he led her head towards his pulsing cock.
She moaned as she took him all the way in too lost in pleasure to care about gagging. Kiku stood off to the side setting up a camera to record the event all four of the males have been dying to have, as he waited for Francis too hurry up. His cock was red and engorged and if Francis didn't hurry up soon... His thoughts were interrupted by Francis finally entering his cock into Alice's arse.
But his eyes were drawn from imaging what it would feel like having his own cock in that tight hole, by Alice's head leaving Matthew's cock to release scream that fell into a long deep moan. The moan was to much for Alfred and he replaced one Matthew's hands over Alice's breasts with his mouth biting on and around the nipple leaving love bites to stake a claim as he pounded into her. Francis' hand grabbed on to the other breast. His mouth leaving bites on her neck as his thrusts alternated between Alfred's. Matthew's hands grabbed Alice's head and made her mouth follow up the string of pre-cum and spit back to his erection.
Kiku stepped up behind Francis and smoothing lube over his cock. He entered her roughly too turned on to care about how much it could hurt her. But by the loud scream of pleasure she made even when muffled by Matthew's cock made it obvious she liked it rough. Kiku's mouth found itself moving up the side of her back leaving bites until he reached the other side of her neck to the one Francis was working on, his thrusts alternating between Alfred's and Francis'.
Her body overwhelmed by pleasure released her 5th orgasm of the night. The pluses given off milked Alfred's cock of cum. The delightful moans that vibrated round Matthew's cock forced him to cum. The surprise of it meant she could only swallow half of the cum. The other half followed his cock and painted her pale face white. Feeling the loss of two cocks Alice felt determined to keep the other cocks within her body and clenched hard around them. Causing them both to cum with long moans. Which Kiku muffled by biting down hard on her shoulder.

Any/any invisible

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Nation A randomly finds themselves invisible. Looking for humor and/or angst. If someone can come up with a reason why Nation A is invisible, that'd be awesome, but logical reason is not necessary.

Bonus: fail!sex due to invisibility.
Bonus: America ghost freak-out. (even if he is the invisible one)

Note: please, anon is looking for actual invisibility, not "who?"

A Taste of Honey [1a/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-06-17 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[size=2]Presenting England and America. Title from Beatles song: A Taste of Honey (original, right? OTL) Hope OP enjoys![/size][size=1]Damn character length...[/size]

It was quite common for America to turn up on England’s doorstep without any warning these days.

(He claimed it was because he missed his former guardian, but England suspected he just pissed off too many people and needed a place to wait until they cooled down, and chose England because he got free food.)

It was because America enjoyed surprising England. Visiting without warning might be common but it was still a surprise every single time because there was no logic to it. He just had the urge and off he went, except in the past he would have used his own private jet, but now he had to take a normal plane. It had something to do with money and being eco-friendly, but America just tuned that stuff out and made England pay the extra expense.

Either way, America had every intention of surprising England this weekend whether or not the reasons were innocent. He was also expecting England to act irritated but secretly touched and they would bicker and argue and he would choke on England’s cooking and then watch movies and drink booze like manly men afterwards.

He got none of those things.

Instead, he received lots of cuts and a dent in his pride that would take months to recover from.

“So, you really dunno how it happened?” he asked the tea cup hovering in thin air in front of the chair.

“Christ America, how many times do I have to explain it?” the tea cup moved up and down in the air. “I woke up like this yesterday. I haven’t been able to do anything. People seem to react… unfavourably when I try.”

“Like I did?”

They both looked at the human-shaped hole in the window. Well, America assumed England was looking at the same thing he was. It was hard to tell at the moment, given his invisibility. He claimed he had no idea why, but America suspected he just didn’t want to admit he’d messed around with his magic shit again.

“Perhaps with a little less screaming. They are British after all.”

“I didn’t scream,” America sulked. “You were just so overwhelmed by my manly yelp you thought it was a scream.”

“Is that so? It sounded distinctly feminine to me. That’s why I was sure it came from you.”

America shook his head, frowned, opened his mouth, shut it again. Had he just been called a girl? He straightened and puffed out his chest. “If I did scream,” he began, glaring at the tea cup, “and I’m not saying I did, this is purely hypothetical after all, it was a manly scream. If I screamed, which I didn’t,” he added on, in case England hadn’t worked out he didn’t scream yet. “Because the United States of Awesome does not cower in the face of danger... or be a girl.”

The tea cup wavered. “The United States of… what?”

“United States of Awesome,” America repeated. “You losing your hearing in your old age?”

“I thought it was the United States of America.”

“That’s what I said!”

“… I disagree.”

“Where have you been the past century? They mean the same thing!” he grinned. “Isn’t it awesome? Congress agreed on it and everything.” Well, kind of. Maybe. They weren’t allowed to use the name on official documents or in public in case of jealousy from other countries. America could understand that.

There was the sound of a hand hitting a forehead. He assumed England had done it, but he had to check because they were at England’s house and there were ghosts at England’s house.

“You’re sure you’re not a ghost, right? ‘Cause those ghosts, man, they’re just -” he shuddered. The tea cup was placed down on the table, before it was followed by a shuffling noise. There was a touch on his arm then, unexpected, and America yelped and bolted behind the sofa, eyes widening as he held his breath. “What the hell was that?!”

“America, it was just me!” came England’s voice and he sounded irritated.

“Hahaha, I knew that!” America slunk out from behind the sofa and looked around the room. “Uh, where are you now?” the tea cup lifted from the coffee table and moved closer. America watched it, wondering if he needed to move tea cups higher on his dangerous creatures list. “That’s you, right?”

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Switzerland/N. Italy - Italian

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm requesting something humorous... It doesn't have to have smut, please.

Prompt: Switzerland tries to speak with North Italy in Italian. He does well, but Veneciano only can remember that sketches of "TV Svizzera" (see an example: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2zO269oT5o) and Switzerland being Hubert.

B: Fail!Italian in Switzerland. Per favore and all that stuff.

SECONDING ma di brutto brutto brutto eh

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
please somebody fill this

Io sono... um. What's "sorry" again, Italy?

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Prussia X Germanny X N.Italy X S. Itally - Foursome

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Just as the tin says; with Germanny and N.Italy in the middle.

Bonus: Voyeur Japan filming this.
North, South, East, West orgy Baby!

Hopefully this hadn't been asked before.

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I don't think I've seen that foursome before.


Ps: Germany only takes one 'n'

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America/England Teleportation

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Scientists in the good ole U.S. Of A. Have created a Teleportation machine! America offers to try it out first, and it works! America takes his new toy to show it off to the other nations, but when he tries it again, it explodes with him inside it. He comes out okay, until he suddenly disappears in the middle of something. America has gained the ability to teleport! Except...he has no control. Zilch. Zero. It just happens.

Bonus: America teleports in the middle of sex. Every. Single. Time. (cockblocking Teleportation)

Roll with it Anons!

Science Gone Wrong (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2011-05-18 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Ugh, ignore the fail!title. I hope you enjoy this, OP, because I did a lot of research on Star Trek transporters.


America is giddy with nervousness as he watches the other nations crowd into the room next to the lab, the small one that has a shatter resistant window to see out of.

Nearby, there is a square (well, actually, it's rectangular, but America bypasses that difference) structure, nicknamed 'The Transporter,' that could easily fit a room in a house. He forgets that exact measurements because, well, he's not an engineer and doesn't care.

America studies each face that enters the other room. He says their names in his head, their human names. Ivan, Arthur, Francis, Feliks, Tino, and...then there is Kiku. As he sees the shorter man enter the room, he fights off a smug grin. Finally, he has something that Japan doesn't, technology to call his own. Americans are winning the race!

Then, he glances at England and wonders what the other nation is thinking. Is he proud? Jealous? Confused? Does he even care? He hopes so, because when this all blows over, he's definitely going to fuck England into the mattress, because he's Arthur's newest lover and he can do that.

But America quickly shoves his thoughts out of England's pants.

"Alfred." calls James, the head engineer here. It is time to get ready, America knows, because James begins to remeasure the air pressure of the blond's Bio-Suit, which is still at 1/3 of Earth's atmospheric pressure. The least he can survive in without imploding, if he were out in space.

The Bio-Suit is only a precaution. America won't actually be going into space. Or, he hopes not. If all goes well, he should safely land at the other side of the lab.

"Ready?" James asks, giving him a quick and sure smile, because today they are going to make history. America nods briskly, he can already feel his heart racing, adrenaline already beginning to pulse through his bloodstream.

The engineer, quickly backed by several other staff members, guides him to the opening in the device, gleaming metallic in the harsh light of the fluorescents. He gets in, standing straight up, and resists the urge to grin and say 'Beam me up, Scotty,' because the engineers' faces are less than joking.

America suspects that the other nations have been filled in on what's happening, as(several minutes after he is in the 'Transporter') a countdown starts, starting from ten.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..." he hears a familiar voice, Michael. Michael is the genius who put together this contraption, and a very close friend of America's. He can almost hear the scientist's thoughts. 'Six, Mississippi...Five, Mississippi...' While he may be a brainiac, the boy still has trouble counting out loud, at which Alfred finds funny. Even he can do that.

The countdown comes to a close. America closes his eyes, and it takes two to four seconds for the 2.0057742 E45 bits of information to recreate him, down to the quantum level, in a specific location across the room. Everyone stares in shock.

But, just as he is about to completely materialize, something goes horribly wrong, and the 'Transporter' explodes into flames.


reCaptcha: urrolver that. Why yes, reCaptcha, I am all over that.

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A!A Here

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Lithuania and South Italy in America in the 1920s

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Himaruya's strips say Lithuania visited America in the 1920s, and worked for him.
Some good fics have as a premise that South Italy showed up for an extended visit during Prohibition.
A number of good fics propose that America visited France around tne same time.

Anon would like to see the fic where America vanishes for a long visit to France, leaving Lithuania and South Italy together in his house with only a note that says 'Cover for me!'

Historical accuracy much appreciated.
Bonus: They actually do have to conceal America's abscence from his own government, and make important decisions on his behalf.

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Wow, I don't think I've EVER seen these two interact together outside of ensemble fics at all! Very interesting, OP.


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PrussiaxSpainxRomano - Tomato Sammich

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
They don't have to be in a relationship. This anon wants to read pure smut involving those three. Bondage, S&M, DP, anything kinky is mighty fine. Must be consentsual.

Bonus-Romano is in charge

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seconded!!! omnomnom

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Any/Any - overwhelming beauty / epiphany

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
While visiting another country for whatever reason, a nation comes across a part of the country that is so beautiful/spectacular that they become awestruck in a revelatory kinda way. The consequences could be that they develop a silly crush on the nation in question, are thrown into lust, or are just able to see a nation they don't know/don't like in a different light.

I was originally thinking of natural beauty but I guess this could be extended to cities and the like too.

Flower girl 1/?

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America blinked twice-fast, and adjusted his glasses for what felt like the fifth time.

“So what d’you think?” asked Taiwan self-consciously, peering over his shoulder. “It took a while to get all those flowers…”

She trailed off, nervously waiting for his reaction. He said nothing, blinking again.

When Taiwan had clapped her hands over his eyes and led him out into the middle of what felt like an open field, he knew from the scent that there were probably going to be thousands of flowers (because it was a floral expo, after all) but he hadn’t realized just how thousands of flowers fit on one field.

It was a riot of color; long, curling swathes of red cut through the green of the hills and so did the white and the hundreds of bright yellow sunflowers. He slowly turned in a circle-there were free-standing walls with even more pockets of blushing young buds, violets, roses, orchids, and plum trees alive with blossoms. The building itself was like a flower, smooth and sleek petals of glass and steel.

He realized he had been holding his breath and let it out. It was-quite simply-one of the most beautiful things he’d ever seen.

“It’s…amazing.” America said finally. Taiwan beamed and took his hand, dragging him towards the building.

“We’ve got lots of tulips from Netherlands, he was so sweet for letting me have them…and emperor dahlias, of course, Japan wouldn’t let it rest until I got some-oh, and Vietnam-”

He wasn’t listening. Her excited chatter fell on deaf ears. Before now, he’d only seen the girl as a friend; a little sister, even. A boisterous, loud and sharp-witted companion. Never had he actually seen her as a woman, with hips and soft, dark eyes and petal-smooth cheeks.

The rest of his visit was going to be very awkward now.


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England and his colonies -- playing a prank

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
All of England's former colonies, now their own countries, decide to play a prank on England during the next World Meeting. What the prank is up to anon! It can be any of England's colonies, as long as they've become their own countries. Places such as US, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, India, Hong Kong, even Sealand.

Bonus!: It WASN'T America's idea (for once)

Make it light-hearted! (Maybe it's for Father's Day coming up?)

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Aww, seconded!

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Australia/Belarus - rough sex

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Because she can dish it out, and he can take it and like it.

Rough or violent but no dub-con or non-con please!

Bonus points for it not being an angsty thing for either of them.

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Seconded so very much~

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America & England - Pouncing

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
It can be UKUS, USUK or simple friendship. I just want a cute fluffy fill of England pouncing America for whatever reason.

Reverse bonuses;
- The reason of pouncing has nothing to do with America's diet aka not because he's fat or eating too much burgers!
- OP wishes neither America nor England are in relationship with others if Author!Anon decides to go for simple friendship.

Real bonus;
- Multiple fill is love <3 Make them cute & fluff please!


(Anonymous) 2011-05-27 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
UKUS!UKUS!!-shot- I hope OP likes this!! D: and btw, the pajama America is wearing looks like this: http://clap.webclap.com/clap.php?id=morita


England narrowed his eyes, green eyes following the young American puttering around the room; he had arrived just a few hours ago and America wanted to show off his new pajamas and wanted to play some new RPG that dealt with a lot of magic and awesome characters with his English boyfriend.

'That idiot trying to tempt me.' England growled in his head, 'But I mustn't give in! But...it's so...' The Briton's hands twitched on his lap, making grabby motions while America hummed happily as he gathered up pillows and blankets and set them on the floor of his living room. The short. floppy ears of America's blue, teddy bear pajamas bouncing up and down as he walked, and its soft, cotton ball tail swayed with every step.

England swallowed, his hands began to twitch again and he tried to restrain himself, 'No, I did not arrive here just to act like a sodden lovesick, cuddly teenager!'

"Whew, finally done!" America turned to face England in all his blue, star'ed, teddy bear pajama-ed glory with its adorable ears and fluffy tail and--

England tried and failed to look away; he was being sucked in by the cuteness! 'No! I have to resist! I have to-'

"Come on England!" America sat down on one of the pillows and patted the one next to him, "Sit with me!"

Something in England snapped.

From his place on the couch, England gracefully leapt over the coffee table and viciously dived down onto his lover, wrapped his arms around America, holding him firm and tight.

"UWAH! ENGLAND!?" America let out a manly shriek, "W-What's up with you?!" England grumbled, "Shut up and let me hug you."

England was never going to admit that he loved America's adorable pajamas (which may or may not have instigated the hug fest that he was certainly NOT enjoying). America flushed and stuttered, "W-Well, I...!" A small smile graced England's features and he nuzzled America's neck, breathing in the sweet scent of America's forests and wide open plains, 'Agh...it's hopeless...he's just so cute!'

America flailed his arms, trying to get away but England grip was strong and so America just sighed and resigned himself to a lovely fate of being cuddled by an affectionate Englishman and hugged back, a smile sliding onto his face.

'If this is how England reacts every time I wear this...I'm going to have to wear it more often!'


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Russia/America - sex offered in exchange for a petite lap giraffe

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Have you seen the DirectTV ads with the rich Russian guy? Apparently, the "petite lap giraffe" (fictional animal!) thing was so funny, they made a website for the fictional farm that breeds them: http://www.petitelapgiraffe.com/index.php

America wants a petite lap giraffe for himself. Badly. And like hell is he going to let some schmancy prince and a million other people on the waiting list get ahead of him. This calls for extreme measures.

Russia has no idea what any of this is about. He's also very confused as to how the idea of small giraffes would lead America into having sex with him. But he's enjoying it.

I Can Has Giraffe? [1/?]

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First time filling! Not the A!Anon who originally replied but I thought OP wouldn't mind multiple fills.

America shut the tv off and slumped back against his couch cushions with a groan.
Why were they always playing that commercial? Why?! It was like Direct TV was taunting him.
So some rich Russian athlete could have a tiny, adorable, way-too-cute-for-words lap giraffe while he, the U.S of Freakin' A was stuck with no one but Tony and Whale for company?
That was definitely not cool.

From the first time he'd seen the commercial on TV he knew he had to have one of those little, spindly legged, long necked beauties. So he'd done some research and found out the tiny giraffes were bred at some place called Sokoblovsky Farms.
'Well what do you know,' He'd thought 'Russia managed to create something that doesn't suck.'

The problem wasn't that he didn't have the money to buy one, he certainly did, the problem was apparently they expected him to wait in line behind about a zillion other people who'd placed orders first. Well, America may not have known much about breeding tiny giraffes but he knew that when he had good money to pay for something he expected that something immediately.

It had been months since he'd placed his order and still no tiny giraffe! He had a camping trip with Canada coming up soon and he'd wanted to rub his tiny giraffe in his brother's stupid polar-bear-cub- having face.

America refused to take no for an answer. There had to be a way to get one of those tiny giraffes and to get it now. He took a long drink of coke, willing the sugar and caffeine to help him plot.
Maybe he could bribe whoever was on the top of the list to give up their place...
No, he didn't even know who they were. Maybe he could bribe these Russian breeders...

A lightbulb suddenly went off for him.

Russians! They were Russians! And so who would they have to answer to but Russia?
If he could just get that hulking, pipe wielding Ruski to tell these Sokoblovsky people to get him the next available calf he'd be set!

Of course, his face fell, he and Russia weren't always on the best terms.

Well that was no problem, he decided. He had swagger, he had a Hollywood smile, he had big baby blues that could get Japan to foot the bill for his lavish Christmas parties.
His plan might be making his puritan founders roll in their graves but America figured he knew exactly how to get Russia to hand over the tiny giraffe.

All he needed was his tightest pair of Levis, his lucky cowboy boots and a plane ticket to Moscow.
Oh, and a visa. Stupid Russia and his stupid visa laws. They made popping over to seduce him rather difficult.

America somehow managed to wait while his visa was processed and he was soon on the plane to Russia. His camping trip with Canada was only 4 days away, so this had better work. He didn't plan on coming home empty handed.

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Chibitalia/HRE -- A Little Princess-inspired story

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Anon's favorite movie is "A Little Princess" (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Little_Princess_(1995_film)) (it's also my favorite movie soundtrack ever) and anon would like to see something with Chibitalia and HRE inspired by this. Either Chibitalia is Becky and HRE is (male?) Sara Crewe, or any variation thereof. Anon would die of happiness if this happened!!

Bonus: it's set during a different time, not WWI-era NYC or turn-of-the-century London like the original novel.

Youtube the soundtrack! It's gorgeous <3

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Would it be okay if Chibitalia was Sara and HRE was the Indian servant who's name I forget? Or HRE was the student who disliked Sara who's name I also forget?

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Germancest --- hot springs sex

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Germany is invited by Japan to visit one of his famous onsens, and Prussia tugs along. Japan leaves them at some point for some reason, and while the brothers continue to bath in the hot water, sex ensues. No preferences on top/bottom.

Bonus: Japan discovers them. Up to anon if he stays or leaves them alone. this implies that Germany and Prussia doesn't know they're being watched


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that Germany and Prussia don't know...

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Germany- White Rose

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Germany becomes a White Rose during WWII.

Bonus if Italy is the one who tells him about the movement.


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YES. This is MAGIC.
Bonus over here if the White Roses know that Germany is their nation and draw courage from having him help them. But I don't know if that's what anon had in mind.

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HunPruHun- My body isn’t me.

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, so my headcanon says that while Elizabeta wears dresses and plays it up being girly in public (minus slugging Gilbert of course) she’s still in the mindset that she’s a ‘guy’. That means she doesn’t like sex the ‘normal’ female way. It isn’t that she hasn’t tried vaginal sex, she just gets squicked out by it. Like, her anatomy isn’t really her. She prefers anal and being treated like a guy in bed.

Bonus 1: She tries a strap-on, feels like things are ‘right’ finally, and gets a manic look in her eye of “Prepare for the ride of your life!”

Bonus 2: Prussia says all the 5-meters stuff as a cover for actually feeling like he’s a girl. I mean, really, I think he doth protest too much.

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Ger/Pru/Ger- Cock-blocked by Angela Merkel

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
What the headline says.

Evertimes they want/Try to have sex, The chancellor suddenly appears or call them on the phone to give them some work that has to be taken care of immediately.

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USFem!UK- Endearing faults- fluff

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Brad Paisley -Little Moments. Man, this song gives you so much to work with! Fem!England’s foibles and America finding it absolutely endearing and adorable.
Link to video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBErCVNP6rM
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Any!MaleAny!Female- Bras

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
!Guy is frustrated by !Girl’s bras and how hard they are to take off. !Girl decides that it’s a lack of practice and makes him wear a bra until it’s easy for him to remove. This embarrasses !Guy greatly until !Girl sees him in it all flustered and decides it is sexy. Happy times ensue and !Guy decides it’s worth wearing regularly. !Girl agrees heartily.

I’m not too picky about who it is, just guy/girl. Gender bends are okay if author really wants a certain personality. Odd pairings or AusHun, PruHun, GerIta, FACE pairs etc. All are love. Have fun!

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I can really see this with PruHun XXXDD

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LatviaxLiechtenstein, teen pregnancy

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
OK. So, Latvia and Liechtenstein are a couple and have been for a few months. But then Liechtenstein drops the bombshell that she's pregnant. Latvia, being Latvia, is (naturally) very worried about what Switzerland will do. Although anon wants realistic, anon also wants some sweetness.

1) It was Latvia's first time but not Liechtenstein's, so she was in the drivers' seat.
2) Hungary gives advice and it's actually...good!

Isn't She Lovely? - 1/?

(Anonymous) 2011-05-23 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
His fingertips were caressing her cheek gently, without much thought, a motion that he’d done a thousand and one times and would do a thousand more. Her head was tucked into the crook of his neck, his cheek resting in her hair like a nest. He was using all his strength to keep himself from trembling, because he could feel her shaking throughout her entire body, squeezing his fingers tighter and tighter.

Raivis twitched his foot, curling his toes around Lili’s heel, pulling her more into his arms and closing his eyes. The couch they were lying on was puffed to the explosion point with stuffing and feathers, and was their only solace. It had a faded floral pattern on it with mismatched throw pillows surrounding them.

A dry sob escaped Lili’s lips and she held onto Raivis even tighter. He did nothing put rub her back to soothe her. Elizabeta entered the room then, pulling her hair back into a ponytail and giving a tired smile to the two teenagers sitting on her couch.

“Alright, the doors and windows are locked,” she said, sitting gingerly on the end of the couch. Lili curled her legs up into her body and sent sad green eyes Elizabeta’s way. “Now, tell me what’s going on.” Lili shifted a bit so she was sitting up more, but her fingers remained entwined with Raivis’s, who pulled his legs up onto the couch as well. Elizabeta couldn’t help but smile at the sight; they were both petite people, with fair hair and skin and bright, electrified eyes. They were just adorable together.

“You have to promise not to tell anyone,” Lili said, locking eyes with Elizabeta. Elizabeta nodded and folded her hands in her lap. She wanted to reach out and hold Lili, but she refrained. Raivis looked like a nervous wreck in comparison to the stern face Lili had. “You promise, right?”

“Yes, of course, Lili, I wouldn’t tell anyone something you didn’t want me to tell anyone,” Elizabeta assured the girl. Lili glanced back at Raivis, who only nodded at her after taking a shaky breath. She turned back to Elizabeta, all fluttering ribbons and ruffling chiffon, and took a deep breath.

“I’m pregnant, Liza.” Elizabeta stared at Lili, then looked at Raivis, and then back to Lili, her jaw hanging open. She closed her mouth and opened it again, looking back and forth between the two. She wasn’t sure if she should laugh, be excited or be very, very concerned. A mixture of all three feelings were rolling around in her chest as it dawned on her that yes, this was a very real situation.

“How... Are... are you sure, Lili?” Elizabeta asked. “B-because you know that—“

“I know,” Lili responded softly. “And I’m sure.” Lili looked at Raivis, who gave her a weary smile.

“And... you’re sure Raivis is the father?”

“Completely,” Lili said without taking her eyes from her beau. His smile widened a little and his eyes softened; he could feel Lili begin trembling again. Lili turned to Elizabeta, who was leaning forwards, biting her lower lip. “I know that... that nations can’t get pregnant, but... I took a test. It came out positive.”

“They can be wrong, sweetie,” Elizabeta said. Lili shook her head.

“I know its right.” Elizabeta nodded slowly.

“Well, we should make an appointment with a doctor anyway... I can make one for later this week, I think. I... Lili,” Elizabeta said as she made to stand up, “you’re absolutely positive?”

“Yes,” Lili responded. Raivis cleared his throat but continued to say nothing, just rubbing small circles into Lili’s hand.

“In my entire life, I have never heard of a nation being pregnant,” Elizabeta said, finally on her feet. “I mean, nations appear that are related to other nations, but no nation has ever carried another person to full-term... I mean, as far as I know, I suppose...”

“Would this baby even be a nation?” Lili asked, and Elizabeta shrugged as she put her hand to her head.

“I don’t know, Lili... how far along are you?” she asked, and she came over and knelt beside the couch where Lili and Raivis were sitting. Lili placed one hand on her abdomen and looked up at Elizabeta.

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A legendary sea creature, the Kraken, is said to live off the coasts of Iceland and Norway. Iceland goes off in search of this creature and finds it in a obligatory deserted location. The Kraken is NOT PLEASED at being discovered and shows its displeasure as thus.

Thats right, classic tentacle rape pwease, write dat shit.
Bonus points for reluctant pleasure on Icelands part and multiple orgasms.
Supa-amazing and sparkly bonus BONUS points if a concerned Norway comes searching for his little bro and gets caught too...

Facing the Kraken ( and Failing the Test of Manhood) [Pt.1]

(Anonymous) 2011-06-05 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Author!Anon here! It took me a lot less time to write this than I thought it would. :p
Next part should be coming soon!

Warnings: Tentacle rape so clearly non-con...

Iceland stood on the rocky shoreline, his cloak billowing out and his hair whipping about wildly in the wind. He could hear the crash of the waves against the surf just behind him, the rush of the strong sea breeze that pushed the waves high and fierce against the coast. The light dimmed and brightened as clouds were pushed in front of and away from the Sun that sat high in the sky.
All in all, it was quite the magnificent day. In any other circumstance, Iceland might have spent it dabbling his toes in the water or rushing about with Mr. Puffin.
But not today.
Today, he was hunting.
And not just on any old hunting trip. No. Today, Iceland had traveled out, past the safety of his own shores to a small island. This island was more a collection of rocks than anything else, with sparse sandy spots here and there. But Iceland wasn’t here for the beauty of the island. No, not at all.
He was here for the Kraken.
The great mythical beast. The terror of the seas known for sinking ship after ship after ship. For sending fear through all sailing across the sea between Iceland and Norway.
And Iceland was going to slay it.
Normally, things like ‘slaying beasts’ and ‘undertaking quests’ weren’t something that excited the young nation. He wasn’t as hot-blooded as Denmark, as chivalrous as Sweden, or as brave and caring as Finland. He wasn’t quite at Norway’s level of borderline apathy yet, but he realized (with growing horror) that he was getting there, quickly.
That little fact, coupled with the fact that all of the other Nordics had at least gone on a couple of harrowing quests while he was still a foot tall and running around in that white dress, had pushed Iceland into his current action.
Because Denmark’s teasing about how he hadn’t proved he was a man yet had gone on for long enough. He was just as manly as the rest of them! Really! Just because he wasn’t muscled like some Germans that he knew…
And so, Iceland had called upon his knowledge of mythology and geography and came up with the nearest dastardly creature that he could slay.
And that happened to be the Kraken. Right off his coast.
Iceland took a deep breath, adjusting the broadsword that hung across his shoulders. He’d decided to go the old fashioned way with this. The last thing he needed was Denmark accusing him of ‘cheating’ because he’d used a semi-automatic instead of a spear.
Iceland trekked across the rocky terrain, violet eyes narrowed as the cove where the Kraken supposedly lay came closer and closer. It didn’t take long to reach it. He took long strides and his pace never faltered. Soon, he was at the mouth of the cove, peering in from the side into its dark depths.
With a shaky breath he began making his way inside, keeping close to the wall and with his hand twitching towards the sword slung across his back. He wasn’t sure how deep the water was in this cove, but he didn’t want to find out by jumping in it. Fighting the Kraken would be difficult considering the limited amount of movement he would had, but fighting with a wall protecting your back was definitely better than fighting in a rocking, rickety boat.
Iceland continued walking inwards, and he couldn’t have gone more than ten metres before he saw it.
A tentacle.

All, Men In Black crossover

(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Hope this hasn't been requested before...

Basically the world of the Men In Black movies, IN SPACE! WITH HETALIA CHARACTERS! You can be as creative with the characters/roles/pairings as you want, I just really wanna see this!

Wow, Hana! You've gotten big! (Sweden+Finland Fill)

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A/N: I didn't remember whether it was the neurolyzer or the deneurolyzer that erased memories, since both were mentioned in MIB2 and I haven't watched it in a while. So I went with deneurolyzer. Hope that's right! :P
Tino (AKA Agent Ti) staggered along the sidewalk, his partner Berwald (AKA Agent Be) helping him along. He needed to get Tino home before he got arrested for public intoxication again. It always raised questions when Tino didn't have any records to show he existed, and then Berwald would have to wipe the memories of everyone in the police station and take him home.

There was no telling how silly Tino looked, drunk yet in a highly professional, spotless black suit. Berwald was already having enough trouble whenever they came across a lone flower sticking out of a drain that drained the water from the street when it rained. He felt like facepalming whenever Tino's face lit up and he broke out of Berwald's grasp, staggering towards the flower.

“Hana-Tamago~!” He got on his hands and knees, then started poking the flower. Berwald knew he looked like a total jackass to everyone around. He froze in shock the moment Tino started tugging on the flower. He really was a stupid drunk.

The flower fell into the storm drain, then a large worm rocketed out of the ground and into the air. It looked down at both of them. She had gotten bigger lately. They used to be able to hold her in their hand.

“Hana~ Who's a big girl? You are, you are!” He was treating that worm like a puppy. Hana-Tamago bent down and allowed Tino to pet her. That was expected. It was a gentle worm. Usually.

Some teenager walked up to Hana-Tamago and smacked her with his skateboard while his friends laughed. She turned around and ate the leader, then went back to being petted. Tino really couldn't read the atmosphere when he was drunk, as he continued snuggling Hana-Tamago. Well, hugging her head, anyways. Berwald sighed, and walked over to the other teenagers, who were frozen in either fear or shock. Probably both.

Berwald put on his sunglasses over the ones he had already wore and brought out his deneurolyzer. He flashed it at the teenagers and took off his sunglasses. “Nothin' to see here. Move along.” The teenagers took one look at his eyes and nodded quickly before running away.

Berwald pulled some worm snacks from his jacket. Every agent had something along those lines with them, since almost every agent had an alien “pet” of some sort. He didn't have nearly as much trouble with Hana-Tamago as Gilbert (AKA Agent Super-Awesome G) did with that freakish yellow bird thing that vaporized stuff with its third eye. He needed to get Tino home, and the first step was to get him away from Hana.

He whistled, and threw the entire bag of snacks into her mouth, then petted what Berwald and Tino had assumed was her nose. “Go to sleep, Hana.”

“D-Don't worry! We'll be back tomorrow, Hana! Moi~!” He nuzzled Hana-Tamago again before she retreated back into the ground. Berwald grabbed his deneurolyzer, then put his sunglasses on and waited for Tino to put his on, then wiped the memories of all the bystanders.

Berwald and Tino continued to walk towards their house. Well, Berwald helped Tino stagger to their house. They walked in, Berwald tucking Tino into bed before he managed to get one of their weapons and kill something or someone.

“Berwald~ I'm horny. I know you want to! Moi~!” At that point, Berwald used one of their less-powerful tranquilizer darts on Tino.
Obviously based off the scene in MIB2 with Jeff the worm. When I wrote this, I imagined Hana-Tamago as Jeff, only white and furry. Yeah. =P I hope OP is okay with this crap-tastic fill. Also, this anon likes SuFin, just wanted to write crack. :P

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Hetalia Girls as boy love hunters

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All the Hetalia females are in a club together wherein they stalk/hunt and document yaoi (boyxboy) activity among their fellow nations. They plan to follow known 'couples' on trips, give stalking assignments, have group meetings and share their 'findings'. No relationships for the girls, unless they are girlxgirl; conflict of interest issue. No holds barred on what they can document, from fluff to sex (kinks included and welcomed).

Based off this picture:

Because I love the idea of these girls working together against the oblivious guys

BONUS: the guys find out.


(Anonymous) 2011-05-17 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
This is too awesome not to.


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