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(frozen comment) Part III

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Part III (continued)

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List of new fills for PART 3 (cont'd)
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UK/US - Actually doing something for once!

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http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/4567.html?thread=5407447#t5407447

Part II

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Sweden/Finland; Sweden coerces reluctant/frightened Finland [2nd fill]

[(Anonymous)]

http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/3274.html?thread=4978378

Part I

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The real Request: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/632.html?thread=8976760#t8976760

"They're idiots, but they're OUR idiots."

[(Anonymous)]

Okay, anon? You know that the voice actor for Italy in the anime is Daisuke Namikawa.

Namikawa also did the voice acting for another character near and dear to anon's heart: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fai_D._Flourite

Anon, my request is simple. Germany/Italy. On a double date with Kurogane and Fai. With Italy and Fai acting like lovable idiots and the men that love screw tolerate them falling over each other trying to keep them out of trouble.

Foursome is optional. Lulz will make me propose marriage. Bonus points for a Mokona cameo.

*goes back to look for prompts for a filling!blitz*

filled! [1/?]

[(Anonymous)]

Kurogane did not often ponder about a lot of things. And if he really had to name at least one of them, it would be a way to make that damn magician shut the hell up for just two minutes. But, on a more serious note, the red eyed man liked to ponder about the words that awful hag told them on the day they had started their journey.

"You have to be carefull when traveling to unknown worlds. You might see people that you know from past worlds, people who live their lives in separate ways... And even yourself... Be cautious when you do."

At that time, he had barely thought it through. Back then, he had only thought about how to go back to his Japan, and how to get his katana back. But now, he often wondered exactly what would happen if he ever saw his own double. So far, he had never seem someone who looked like him, nor had he seen any doubles of the kid, the princess or that damned blonde.

But now... he wasn't so sure.

It had been three days since they arrived in this new world, where, apparently, countries were mostly teenagers, and where Japan (A boy who bared the name of his beautiful country) was a sissy looking shrimp with weak katana's and and strange obsessions with drawn animation and collecting dolls. Also, he had the strange symptoms of a hikkomori. A cry of disperse was worthy for this country, indeed.

After stranding into Japan's home, the sissy-boy had offered them to take them to another man-, country - whatever, to help them look for the feather. The only price they had to pay, was that they gave him the copywrite (whatever the hell that was) to make a Mokona doll. ("What is this... it talks... who made this doll?" "Mokona is not a doll, Mokona is a Mokona!" "Ah, it spoke again...")

And after that, they stranded in Italy. In an Italian restaurant.

"UAAIIII~~~ Kuro-puu, Kuro-puuuu~~" Kurogane's eyes twitched as the urge to stab somebody rose. The turned around to use to put action into his words, but could only pause in midway, when he wasn't greeted with the usual annoying grin of the blond magician, but with the sweet warm smile of Italy. "Oh" He muttered as he put the knife back on the table. Germany shot him a glare from across their table.

Italy didn't seem unfazed. "Kuro-puu, mister Kuro-puu! Mister Flourite told me you liked noodles, but we don't have noodles here in Italia, so I got you some pastaa~~! You'll like it, it's the most delicious yummy thing in the world, way better than noodles, and, and..."

Kurogane blocked the rest of the Italians babble. This had been exactly what he had feared, this had to be hitsuzen! There was no mistake.

This idiot had to be a double of Fai. Even their voices sounded alike, for kami's sake!

But... Kurogane had to admit, that the Italian was definitely cuter than the magician. Ever since they came to Italy's house, he had found it difficult to be his usual rude self to the Italian. The kid had the same kind of sweetness around him that he admired in his princess, and his dumb cheerfulness was truer than Fai's had ever been. He had also long understood that it would not help help getting angry at the man, and, for once, accepted Italy's names that were (no doubt) taught to him by the magician.

Kurogane had liked to fantasize more about pretty Italians, but sadly, hitsuzen liked to fuck with his mind, and all thoughts evaporated when Italy jumped on Germany's lap and started hugging him. Germany's face colored madly.

[(Anonymous)]

America/Japan - A hot, steamy, explicit affair. In an onsen. (Or inside the ryokan, away from the water, if anon so wishes.)

Bonus: finger-fucking and rough penetration. Tears.


OMG what am I doing? And on the first page too OTL

[(Anonymous)]

Obviously inspired by this strip...

http://community.livejournal.com/hetalia/902166.html#cutid1

But I want some China/Anyone (preferable Russia, but anything's good, really) getting it on and somehow during the attempt at some outlandish position, China manages to pull a muscle, get a sprain, etc, and it turns into some adorable fail!sex with hints of hurt/comfort.

Quick Fill

[(Anonymous)]

"I'm not that old," Yao protested quickly drawing back from Ivan's embrace, the velvet red covers falling around his waist.

Ivan chuckled and propped himself up on the headboard. "Alright, you're not that old. Come back," he said, spreading his arms.

Yao shook his head, silky hair falling around his face. "Really, I'm not."

"I believe you."

Yao pouted, crossing his arms over his lean frame. "No, you don't. I'll prove it to you. We're going to try one of those sex moves India showed-" Ivan raised and eyebrow; Yao pressed on, "-me the other day. Come on," he gestured for him to sit up as well, "we'll try it and I'll prove how young I really am."

Ivan obliged, never one to turn down sex.

"Okay... now put your leg out like this.... no, not like that, like this, and I'll just turn upside-down - yes, upside-down, no, I will not hurt myself - and I'll just - will you please hold that position? - lower myself onto you like this..."

Ivan couldn't see anything beyond a tangle of limbs and several streaks of black, but Yao seemed to know where to "lower himself" seeing as he felt himself slowly going in and they slowly started moving in sync.

Suddenly, Yao froze, a spasm of pain steaking across his face. Ivan stopped moving and watched him, but Yao gave him a weak smile and nodded, whispering, "I'm fine, keep going."

Ivan gave a few more tentative thrusts, scrutinizing Yao's face for his reactions. After several seconds, Ivan pulled out,untangled himself, and lay Yao gently on his back, stomach down.

"Why are you stopping?" Yao demanded. "I'm fine."

Ivan shook his head. "I know fine, and I know when someone's lying about being fine. You're not fine."

Yao's brow knitted together. "I think I might've pulled something in my back..."

Gently, Ivan began to rub deep circles in Yao's back, massaging his smooth, pale skin.

Yao sighed. "I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"For getting you excited and then doing this. I guess I just am too old...."

"You're not too old. And it was too much trouble to be really exciting anyway."

"Excuse-"

"All I'm saying," Ivan interjected quickly, soothingly, "is that you, just you, is enough to excite me. Not some weird move you learned from India."

"You don't think I'm too old?"

"You're not old at all."

i don't even know what pose they were trying....

[(Anonymous)]

Lithuania/America: During his outsourcing, Lithuania hits his head and reverts to his knight self (as seen here: http://community.livejournal.com/hetalia/15100.html). America finds badass!knight!Lithuania hot and Lithuania decides the feeling is mutual and sexytimes ensue.

Bonus: might be getting a bit complicated, but maybe America taking a knock on the head too and reverting to his cowboy days? XD

[(Anonymous)]

Prussia/N.Italy ~ "You're mine."
Something cute, though, anon! Genderswapping would be nice in this as well (but not both of them genderswapped). If not, that's cool too.

[(Anonymous)]

Hopefully you guys like. xD
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It hadn’t taken long for the young girl to catch his eyes. Almost instantly he was drawn to the short Italian, mentally claiming her as his own. Nothing had stopped him from trying to gain her attention, not even when her older sister had threaten to rip off his balls and shove them down his throat and out his ass. Luckily both Spain and France had done well to contain most threats against his goal (especially that elder Italian!).

Even though the task itself had been greatly difficult (who had known a girl could be so oblivious to a males advances!), the end result had him grinning for weeks. His sister would simply shake her head when ever the topic of the young Italia would come up ever, especially if he had drank one too many mugs of beer. So it had as great relief when the relationship had finally been announced.

Some had not agreed right away. They had believed he was simply using her for his on sexual gain or perhaps taking advantage of her sweet innocence. But he had proved them all wrong, showering her with compliments, taking care of her, and acting every bit of the gentleman she deserved. To him no one but her mattered (well, except his sister) and nothing would sway him from keeping her all to himself.

And despite her obliviousness Italia found that she was the happiest when Prussia held her in a tight embrace, whispering “You’re mine” after each breath taking kiss they shared. After all, he belonged to her just as equally.

[(Anonymous)]

*scary grin*. Canada and the UN, with Canada proving, once and for all, that he IS America's brother. Preferebly with a hocky mask.

Bonus: Ivan being impressed and/or appreciative!

[(Anonymous)]

Germany+Italy; Germany getting chibified into a mini-HRE; Italy's reaction.

[(Anonymous)]

International Talk Like A Pirate Day; any country.

Ahoy, Matey~ (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

He tromped down the hallway, his boot heels muffled by the carpet, his doublet flying behind him, it's navy blue reminiscent of the sea itself. He stood with his back straight, head held high, and his familiar pirate smirk splitting low across his face. A pearl drop glistened brightly from his ear, gold bracelets inlaid with precious stones clinking delicately around his wrists. His clothes held the faint, nostalgic scent of fresh air and sea salt.

God, he felt good.

He threw open the wooden doors, letting the loud crash announce his appearance and stop conversation. With a smooth, smug smirk, he said, "Ahoy, mateys."

The room stared at him, slightly shocked by his get-up and tone. Was England usually this.... suave?

He sat down in his chair, lean grace and rugged charm. "We'd best be gettin' started, hmm?"

///

England stayed silent for most of the meeting, reclining in his chair and staring people down like king of the world. After the meeting ended, and the countries filed out with soft murmurs and quick glances in his direction, he turned his attention toward America, whom he'd been ignoring. Silence hung in the air.

Finally, America burst. "What's wrong with you today, Iggy?"

"What d'ye mean?"

America gestured at his appearance and then pointed to his throat, respectively, as his said, "Well, you're clothing for one, and you're talking all funny. Someone hit you on the head, old man?" He sat back and waited for the fireworks, pleased that he was going to get some of old England back, because this was sort of unnerving.

England's expression didn't change; arrogant smirk and cool condescension. Slowly, he stood up, removing his feet from the table and walking with precise steps toward America. "Do ye know what today is?"

America's brow furrowed and he frowned. "No."

With one hand brace on the table and another on the arm of America's chair, England hovered over him, trapping him. "Today... is International Talk Like a Pirate Day..." he murmured, drawing out the words. And then, as an afterthought: "Matey."

Removing the hand that rested on the chair arm, England started to unbutton America's shirt, nimble fingers making quick work of the details. All the while, he hummed quietly under his breath. "To the mast nail our flag it is dark as the grave... or the death which it bears as it sweeps o'er the wave..."

America was too shocked to respond and, frankly, was finding this new England unbearably sexy. Blood rushed to his face and, admittedly, other places further south. When England had finished the buttons and removed the shirt, the fingertips that brushed America's super-sensitive skin sent shivers down his spin and he couldn't help the small arch his back went into.

"So excited already, ya scallywag?" He started fiddling with a nipple almost absent-mindedly. Alfred let out a quiet moan. Suddenly, England stopped, and straightened. "Now... stand up, remove yer britches, an bend o'er th' table."

[(Anonymous)]

Alfred and Genderswitch. As anthrophormorphic personifications, the Nations change over time, depending on the perspectives of their populations. This includes shifts in gender ('Mother' Russia, the Fatherland, etc.) Alfred's first time either undergoing/seeing another Nation undergo this shift.

US/Texas, Texas is FTM (1/3)

[(Anonymous)]

Uh, it's not the 19th, but I hope y'all like it anyway. Because indpendent!Texas strikes me as such a sexy, sassy Southern lady, but the state today is definately a dude.

The first time America saw her, her white dressed was still stained with streaks of red from her revolution as she lay beside the riverbank surrounded by bluebonnets and Indian paintbrushes.

He walked up nervously, pulling off his hat and trying desperately to remember anything England had ever told him about being a gentleman.

"Good morning, Miss Tejas," he greeted her.

She rolled into a sitting position and gazed up at him, her green eyes gleaming in her warm, tanned face. Brown hair fell in messy curls down her back, and her strong German jaw should have made her look overly masculine, but it didn't.

"Howdy," she replied, grinning. "But it's Texas, now." Her eyes narrowed and her face darkened with sudden anger, crackling there and gone as fast as a summer thunderstorm. "Only Mexico calls me Tejas."

Alfred sat on the grass beside her.

"It must be awful, having to be neighbors even after your independence," he mused. "Parents are always trying to tell you what to do, how to be. If I didn't have the Atlantic between me and England, and I'd go nuts." She nodded solemnly.

"Yeah," she agreed. "You cayan't have slaves, Tejas," she mimicked snidely. "Or, no, you have to have this capitol now, Tejas or you have to pay property taxes even though I promised you wouldn't, Tejas. Bastard." She spat on the ground, entirely unladylike. Alfred fucking loved it.

"Those extra taxes are such bullshit," he agreed. God, it was like she understood him perfectly! In the distance, a bell clanged.

Texas sighed.

"I've gotta go," she told him, regretfully. "I'm tryin' to set up my school system right now, but I'll talk to you again real soon, yeah?"

"Yeah, sure thing," Alfred agreed, watching her pin her wild hair as she walked away across her prairie.

~*~

A few years later, Alfred arrived just in time to see her father cross the canyon, grab her arm and try to drag her across the border, spouting in angry Spanish all the while. Texas jerked her arm free and punched him hard across the mouth.

"Shut up!" she shouted. "I am too independent, now get the fuck out my house!" She shoved him over the ledge into the river, panting hard, her cheeks flushing hot and red with exertion and anger. She hiked up her skirt and grabbed a revolver strapped to her leg, above her well-worn, muddy work boots, firing a warning shot into the gorge.

"And don't come back neither!" she shouted, all rough frontier defiance.

"God, you're gorgeous," America murmured, transfixed. She turned to him, smiling, simultaneously triumphant and a little shy, her hands larger and rougher than they had been before when she cupped his face for a kiss.

"You - you're very young," America pointed out, suddenly nervous.

"I'm old enough," Texas promised, her voice husky and low, before she kissed him again. Alfred stripped her dress off, his hands curling around the curves of her strong shoulders and her small breasts as she groaned and squirmed against him.

~*~

They lay sprawled and motionless, baking in the heat of her ridiculous summers, their hands still messy and sticky from bringing each other off. America nuzzled Texas's belly, pale compared to her golden limbs, inhaling the scents of grass and salt and fertile soil. He stroked his hands down her sides, enjoying the way she shivered happily under his touch.

"Texas," he began, thinking of the ring in his pants pocket (somewhere) and the elaborate plans he knew he wouldn't have the courage to go through with.

"Hm?" she inquired, deeply relaxed.

"Will you become one with me?" he asked.

She jerked upright, biting her lip.

"Yes - no - I want to - let me think about it?" she pleaded. America nodded.

She came back a few days later, with her hair cut short and a state constitution clutched tightly in her white-knuckled hand.

[(Anonymous)]

Fem!America/Anyone on the topic of the nineteenth amendment. And I'd love you forever if Fem!America is both the instigator and the dominant.

[(Anonymous)]

Alfred x Clinton (Set during the clinton years)
Aides werent the only ones Bill tapped~~~ Blow jobs and other naughties in the oval office.
XD

[(Anonymous)]

Inspired by this video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Riimr0eQ4Tc).

Italy's first meeting with "the German Confederation" (or whoever the successor to Holy Roman Empire is. My history book just says German Confederation; feel free to correct me). Italy recognizes him as HRE but German Confederation apparently has amnesia...

[(Anonymous)]

http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/6850.html?thread=8243650#t8243650

[(Anonymous)]

Soviet Russia/America

So... Antarctica is an interesting place, what with that scientific cooperation and the whole "no military actions" thing.

The USSR and the United States were among the first countries to sign it into force.

I'm sure you see where this is going. Pretty please?

XD

[(Anonymous)]

Prussia / his EGO
Please...? :'D

Awesome meets Prussia

[(Anonymous)]

Prussia never imagined to be topped in such a violent and awesome way.

He can never deny his awesomeness anything, so when his awesomeness suggested that maybe it will top for once, Prussia (very reluctantly!)agreed.

At this rate, no one will be able to defeat him and his FIVE METERS. He is laughing inwardly and stroking his awesome. He will also be able to defeat Russia with this awesome.

And the world will learn not to mess with Prussia, or he will be the cause of World War III.

[(Anonymous)]

Germany/Italy - football match. Loser has to do what the winner wants. What are the conditions (or who wins)is up to you, Anon.

[(Anonymous)]

Hitler/Germany, with a Hitler having reluctant Germany (who doesn't want to do it, but needs to listen to his boss) take a dump on Hitler's chest for Hitler's sexual gratification. Not written as humor or silly, please.

(this is semi-based on a documentary I saw years ago. I don't know if any of it was true, as it had a disclaimer at the beginning: 'the information for this documentary was taken from letters written by Nazi offers and friends and family of Hitler. However, we cannot verify the historical accuracy of any claims or information presented in this program.')

[(Anonymous)]

http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/6850.html?thread=9907138#t9907138

[(Anonymous)]

PolandxLithuania or LithuaniaxPoland, telling a good-night story, fluff.
<3

[(Anonymous)]

Ludwig and Feliciano's life went upside down , when suddenly grownup HRE appears [for this fiction assume, that Ludwig and HRE are NOT the same person]. HRE and Feliciano are together. Ludwig begins to feel jealous.

previously

[(Anonymous)]

Yup, above anon is right.

HRE is not Germany request here: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/3274.html?thread=4438986#t4438986

there's also a jealous!Germany request here: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/3274.html?thread=4479690#t4479690

[(Anonymous)]

Austria/Hungary - Austria dominating over a sick and powerless Hungary.

[(Anonymous)]

http://hetalia-kink.dreamwidth.org/78319.html?thread=484567535#cmt484567535

Prussia/Poland

[(Anonymous)]

Their first meeting. Prussia's falling in love for the first sight, thinking that Poland's a girl. :D He knows he's love is unrequited beacuse Poland loves Lithuania, so he decides to destroy his enemy and take his love by force.

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded for the mere mention of Prussia/Poland, unf.