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Remember the new pictures with the weapons? Those clothes, Romano trying to get away from someone, Germany meets him, whatever reason he's around, drags him somewhere and they have sex. Preferrably a side-alley with Germany holding Romano up but I'll leave it up to you as long as it's more or less in public. Romano's potty mouth very welcome. Doesn't have to be their first time together. Please try to keep them IC but no rape. Thank you~
(sorry if it's a double, my computer's acting up)
(sorry if it's a double, my computer's acting up)
Seconding. Germano is my guilty pleasure and this sounds hot as hell.
So I read on the newspaper that every year a country gives a big christmas tree as a present to the Pope, to put in the middle of S.Peter's Square in Rome.
This year was Ukraine turn. I'd like to see something cute and fluffy about this event. N.Italy can be involved too. It can be romance, smut, friendship, whatever. Just go crazy with the cuteness <3
This year was Ukraine turn. I'd like to see something cute and fluffy about this event. N.Italy can be involved too. It can be romance, smut, friendship, whatever. Just go crazy with the cuteness <3
Germany cleans Prussia's bedroom and accidentally finds a stack of doujin collection (which Prussia bought from Japan *cough*). He is appalled at first, but as he starts leafing through the stuff he finds doujins about himself and Prussia, and it's starting to turn him on.
How it proceeds is up to you, humor/crack/sex is very much appreciated; no depressing stuff please.
How it proceeds is up to you, humor/crack/sex is very much appreciated; no depressing stuff please.
Oh, god, I read that as 'turned on by dolphins' and lol'd. But, still, seconding even if I totally misread it at first.
Maybe the nations are some sort of monsters who can swallow people whole, maybe not and it's just a case of someone chopping someone else up for dinner. Either way I'd like to see vore, preferably fairly heavy, with a lot of description. If it's sexualized, that'd be great :|b but not necessary!
I'd especially like to see France, America, or England involved, but either party can be whoever you like, really.
I'd especially like to see France, America, or England involved, but either party can be whoever you like, really.
If the presence of a child character doesn't put you off, and you don't mind that they're eating a human instead of another nation, this may be relevant to your interests: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/21125.html?thread=87346565#t87346565
Scotland and Canada are secretly lovers and have mind blowing sex every time they visit one another.
Bonus 1: They are having sex at England's house this time.
Bonus 2: Cue affectionate Scotland.
Bonus 1: They are having sex at England's house this time.
Bonus 2: Cue affectionate Scotland.
FBI head J. Edgar Hoover was really into spying on the private lives of prominent American figures, many of which he never bothered to inform the government of; the personification of the nation would have been irresistible as a surveillance target.
So what does Alfred Jones's file say?
So what does Alfred Jones's file say?
This is a very intriguing and cool prompt; seconded!
Alfred and Arthur are at one of those awfully stressful UN meetings. But on the bright side, they do have a very nice hotel. With very nice facilities. Such as a relaxing jacuzzi. Which can fit two men. Comfortably. VERY comfortably. Probably too comfortably.
USUK or UKUS; doesn't matter.
Bonus: Arthur is really stressed
Bonus: They get caught~
USUK or UKUS; doesn't matter.
Bonus: Arthur is really stressed
Bonus: They get caught~
Oooh, I am SO filling this. I don't know if I can work in the caught bit, but this is right up my alley (might be a while, I'm in a bit of a slump and am balancing three other fills, but I doubt I could forget this one!)
Some nation decides to hide mistletoe around the building that a lot of the nations are in to get everyone in the christmas spirit and to spread the love~
It just so happens that a number of differnt nations walk under it leading to many differnt christmas kisses.
OP is fine with crack pairs, rare pairs, normal pairs, any pairings other anons want!
Only thing OP really asks for it that if its sibling pairs that happen to be under the mistletoe at the same time make the kiss more innocent
Bonus~ Two nations that have feelings for each other walk under a mistletoe at the same time and have to kiss, getting carried away when they do.
Bonus~ Ukraine walks under the mistletoe the same time as a small/young nation (micro-nation if anons want) and gives them a sweet kiss on the cheek/head and the receiving one blushes like crazy and runs afterwards.
It just so happens that a number of differnt nations walk under it leading to many differnt christmas kisses.
OP is fine with crack pairs, rare pairs, normal pairs, any pairings other anons want!
Only thing OP really asks for it that if its sibling pairs that happen to be under the mistletoe at the same time make the kiss more innocent
Bonus~ Two nations that have feelings for each other walk under a mistletoe at the same time and have to kiss, getting carried away when they do.
Bonus~ Ukraine walks under the mistletoe the same time as a small/young nation (micro-nation if anons want) and gives them a sweet kiss on the cheek/head and the receiving one blushes like crazy and runs afterwards.
Question for OP: Are you not okay with any of the following? (None are definite, they're just possibilities.)
Germany/Italy, Spain/Romano, Greece/Japan, Lithuania/Poland, Russia/China, France/Canada, America/England, Korea-->China, Korea-->Japan?
Also, this will probably be a Christmasfic even if posted way after Christmas.
Thanks~!
Germany/Italy, Spain/Romano, Greece/Japan, Lithuania/Poland, Russia/China, France/Canada, America/England, Korea-->China, Korea-->Japan?
Also, this will probably be a Christmasfic even if posted way after Christmas.
Thanks~!
Smut, Romano wearing your typical mafia clothes, Germany a uniform preferably, somewhere in public, please no rape
'Nuff said. Italy thrusting between Germany's thighs.
Prussia meets Chibitalia (probably mistaking him for a girl, but that's not really important) and tries to conceal from Hungary and Austria that he's mentally melting into a puddle of cuteness-induced mush, because awesome people should be immune to cute. Unfortunately, he sucks at hiding it, and ends up coming across as having molesteriffic designs on the poor kid instead. Embarrassing misunderstandings and beatings ensue, possibly involving Hungary grilling HRE on whether his brother's ever done anything inappropriate (assuming HRE=Germany). When everything's resolved, Prussia, HRE, and Chibitalia all share awesome entirely-non-paedophilic hugs. Bonus for use of Gilbird!
Inspired very loosely by this: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5304534/1/The_price_of_love_is_a_spagetthi_bolognese
Inspired very loosely by this: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5304534/1/The_price_of_love_is_a_spagetthi_bolognese
I want to see a relationship that is far from perfect, maybe even slightly unhealthy, but persisting against all odds. Both partners are aware of problems in their relationship and actively try to solve them. They may have tried breaking up and dating other people but were unable to get over their feelings for one another.
Preferred pairings are DenNor, FrUK and Scotland/Anyone but OP is fine with any pairing, as long as it's deliciously bittersweet.
Preferred pairings are DenNor, FrUK and Scotland/Anyone but OP is fine with any pairing, as long as it's deliciously bittersweet.
Their relationship is purely ordinary.
They sleep in the same bed, huddled on either side, never touching one another. If they are cold, they simply put on another blanket, or warmer clothes.
They get up at seven a.m. every day, and silently dress with their backs to each other. He always allows her out the bedroom door (ladies’ first, his mind always tells him) and she makes breakfast while he warms up at the piano.
It is the same everyday — a dainty cup of tea, a large bowl of müsli, one roll of bread for each of them, and two small links of kolbász. They eat in silence, neither needing to fill the room with pointless conversation. Instead, they make melodies of small sips and clinking silverware.
Then, it is eight a.m., and it is time for work.
He wanders off to his study to sign papers and to manage both of their countries, and even though she knows she could handle herself, she has no choice but to allow him to control the lives of her citizens. She does what a proper housewife should, and cleans the house, always in the same order. She washes the dishes from breakfast, then does the laundry (more then often, it’s usually just the sheets they had slept on that night). She hangs them out to dry, then begins to work on their next meal.
At exactly twelve p.m., he sits at the table and she brings out lunch: a cup of tea, a plate of jause, and a bowl of halászlé. There is always an unspoken agreement to eat her dish first, and she smiles at this. This meal, they savor, eating slowly and letting themselves become ridiculously full, as they do every day. They stand up at the same time and meet at the side of the table.
They kiss, his fingers tilting her head just so slightly, her fingers smoothing themselves over one of the buttons on his overcoat. For him, it is amazing, it is earth shattering, and it is all too much at one time. For her, it is routine, it is simple, and it is entirely not enough.
It is one p.m. when they finish, and as he begins to play his beautiful, beautiful music she continues her chores. The laundry is brought in and put away, the floors are swept and mopped nicely, and the kitchen counters are cleaned from the mess of the day.
At five p.m., before she is about to prepare dinner, she hears the doorbell ring. She answers it with a smile and a “Hello, Vash, it’s nice to see you” and shows him to the piano room.
She almost curses as she reaches the kitchen once more, because she almost forgot it was Thursday and almost didn’t make dinner for three. But she fixes her preparations and begins cooking.
When the grandfather clock tolls seven p.m., she serves dinner to them, who are already at the table. It starts with beer for the men, tea for her, a plate of disznósajt, and a smaller plate of kasnudeln with a salad on the side. The room is filled with the sounds of satisfied chewing and silverware clinking, though it seems almost obnoxious now, with someone different in the room, someone who doesn’t connect to their musical wavelengths.
“Is this the cheap cheese?” Vash asks, eyeing her and picking at his salad.
He answers for her. “I told her to, nörgler, just for you. You say it tastes better, don’t you?” Him and Vash glare at each other for a moment, before he turns and smiles at her, and, well, she thinks that’s just cute.
(Because really, it’s not cheap at all, she knows he just loves teasing Vash, always-always-always.)
And now it is eight p.m., and the men go to retire in his private room, as she cleans up once more.
They sleep in the same bed, huddled on either side, never touching one another. If they are cold, they simply put on another blanket, or warmer clothes.
They get up at seven a.m. every day, and silently dress with their backs to each other. He always allows her out the bedroom door (ladies’ first, his mind always tells him) and she makes breakfast while he warms up at the piano.
It is the same everyday — a dainty cup of tea, a large bowl of müsli, one roll of bread for each of them, and two small links of kolbász. They eat in silence, neither needing to fill the room with pointless conversation. Instead, they make melodies of small sips and clinking silverware.
Then, it is eight a.m., and it is time for work.
He wanders off to his study to sign papers and to manage both of their countries, and even though she knows she could handle herself, she has no choice but to allow him to control the lives of her citizens. She does what a proper housewife should, and cleans the house, always in the same order. She washes the dishes from breakfast, then does the laundry (more then often, it’s usually just the sheets they had slept on that night). She hangs them out to dry, then begins to work on their next meal.
At exactly twelve p.m., he sits at the table and she brings out lunch: a cup of tea, a plate of jause, and a bowl of halászlé. There is always an unspoken agreement to eat her dish first, and she smiles at this. This meal, they savor, eating slowly and letting themselves become ridiculously full, as they do every day. They stand up at the same time and meet at the side of the table.
They kiss, his fingers tilting her head just so slightly, her fingers smoothing themselves over one of the buttons on his overcoat. For him, it is amazing, it is earth shattering, and it is all too much at one time. For her, it is routine, it is simple, and it is entirely not enough.
It is one p.m. when they finish, and as he begins to play his beautiful, beautiful music she continues her chores. The laundry is brought in and put away, the floors are swept and mopped nicely, and the kitchen counters are cleaned from the mess of the day.
At five p.m., before she is about to prepare dinner, she hears the doorbell ring. She answers it with a smile and a “Hello, Vash, it’s nice to see you” and shows him to the piano room.
She almost curses as she reaches the kitchen once more, because she almost forgot it was Thursday and almost didn’t make dinner for three. But she fixes her preparations and begins cooking.
When the grandfather clock tolls seven p.m., she serves dinner to them, who are already at the table. It starts with beer for the men, tea for her, a plate of disznósajt, and a smaller plate of kasnudeln with a salad on the side. The room is filled with the sounds of satisfied chewing and silverware clinking, though it seems almost obnoxious now, with someone different in the room, someone who doesn’t connect to their musical wavelengths.
“Is this the cheap cheese?” Vash asks, eyeing her and picking at his salad.
He answers for her. “I told her to, nörgler, just for you. You say it tastes better, don’t you?” Him and Vash glare at each other for a moment, before he turns and smiles at her, and, well, she thinks that’s just cute.
(Because really, it’s not cheap at all, she knows he just loves teasing Vash, always-always-always.)
And now it is eight p.m., and the men go to retire in his private room, as she cleans up once more.
Anon wants to see any female nation in a threesome with two other guys and throughly loving it.
How they get into the threesome is up to anons.
Genderbends are fine.
Bonus- Toys are involved.
Bonus- Female nation is at one point analy penetrated.
How they get into the threesome is up to anons.
Genderbends are fine.
Bonus- Toys are involved.
Bonus- Female nation is at one point analy penetrated.
I really like this prompt! I have some ideas for filling; are you all right with Canada/Ukraine/US? Are there any kinks you would really rather not see? And is sexual interaction between the males OK?
Fem!England is really pretty when she cleans up, a fact that all the other nations have only now realized. Cue them all trying to win over her affections through poetry, flowers, chocolates, anything and everything they can think of.
Scotland is not pleased about this. So he decides to fight off the other nations/sabotage their efforts to woo her.
Bonus: The reason he doesn't want anyone else to woo her is because he's still building up his courage to ask her out ;)
Scotland is not pleased about this. So he decides to fight off the other nations/sabotage their efforts to woo her.
Bonus: The reason he doesn't want anyone else to woo her is because he's still building up his courage to ask her out ;)
I've searched through past requests but couldn't find anything like this, so some Jack of Hearts!Italy/King of Hearts!Germany smut please? Though if potential a!anon prefers Germany topping, that's fine too!
Nation A is a citizen of Tamriel and after just barely escaping his execution, Nation A has to join the Stormcloaks or the Empire. The only problem is that Skyrim isn't a place with a lot of competent people, so Nation A must go on daunting and ridiculous quests, courtesy of the people living in Skyrim (aka the other nations). This can be as serious or as cracky as anon wants. Just have Nation A (with or without a group) going through the motions of life in Skyrim.
Bonuses:
-The Nordic countries are...Nords
- Fus Ro Dah!!! I don't care how or why.
- During their adventure, someone encounters a giant
Bonuses:
-The Nordic countries are...Nords
- Fus Ro Dah!!! I don't care how or why.
- During their adventure, someone encounters a giant
Yes. Yes. AWESOME!
I'd need to play a bit more before trying this, but if no one else chooses to do this, then I'll be back.
I'd need to play a bit more before trying this, but if no one else chooses to do this, then I'll be back.
Fluffy fluffy fluffy fluffy fluff. My headcanon says that Latvia would find Ukraine comforting, so I want to see them interacting cutely. Keep it light and fluffy, but romance isn't needed.
Bonus 1: Make it seasonal
Bonus 1: Make it seasonal
I just want to see Italy jerking off over Germany's arse, rubbing his penis against the tops of his thighs and lower back, rubbing between his buttocks, but never actually penetrating him. After he comes, he gets Germany off by fingering him.
Bonus: Rimming
Bonus: Rimming
Oh my god. Yes. This.
Seconded.
Seconded.
America's partner decides to tease him by eating a candy cane suggestivly.
This turns America way on.
He just does not want to show it and the other takes the teasing up a bit by really going at the candy cane with as much enthusiam as s/he can untill America finaly snaps and jumps the other.
Bonus for the teasing nation doing it because America has not been paying any attention to them and they are really, really horny and just wants America to fuck them into the floor.
Bonus for loud obscene noises while eating the candy cane.
Bonus for America making the other nation suck him off like they were doing to the candy cane.
This turns America way on.
He just does not want to show it and the other takes the teasing up a bit by really going at the candy cane with as much enthusiam as s/he can untill America finaly snaps and jumps the other.
Bonus for the teasing nation doing it because America has not been paying any attention to them and they are really, really horny and just wants America to fuck them into the floor.
Bonus for loud obscene noises while eating the candy cane.
Bonus for America making the other nation suck him off like they were doing to the candy cane.
This anon always pictured Scotland as kind of awkward around people, but also in possession of a very sensual voice. Because he's kind of quiet, most other nations don't really notice that about him until now. Now, after hearing his voice for the first time, the other nations can't get enough! All of them try and get Scotland alone so they can hear his sexy as he'll voice and this weirds Scotland out. Anons choice if he ends up with anyone :)
Bonus: He asks France/England/Wales/Ireland/N. Ireland advice for getting the other nations to leave him alone
Bonus: The above five all want Scotland and his sexy voice for themselves!
Bonus: Getting perved on by random humans too lol
Bonus: He asks France/England/Wales/Ireland/N. Ireland advice for getting the other nations to leave him alone
Bonus: The above five all want Scotland and his sexy voice for themselves!
Bonus: Getting perved on by random humans too lol
I can see Englands brothers gatecrashing a world meeting just just for the hell of it so that they can royally piss England off.
So lets thave them do exactly that!
Bonus 1- The brothers trip the alarm system off making the building go into lock down (or something simular) and causing a lot of stress about it being possible terroists.
Bonus 2- The brothers are very embarrasing after they gatecrash.
Bonus 3- Northern Ireland because he is usually left out. And OP has the cutest headcannon of him being a small teenage boy compared to his older brothers.
So lets thave them do exactly that!
Bonus 1- The brothers trip the alarm system off making the building go into lock down (or something simular) and causing a lot of stress about it being possible terroists.
Bonus 2- The brothers are very embarrasing after they gatecrash.
Bonus 3- Northern Ireland because he is usually left out. And OP has the cutest headcannon of him being a small teenage boy compared to his older brothers.
Since I don't see a lot of Africa!fic or art around, I'd like to see some. There are a few canon characters for Africa, and if you'd like to explore them in more depth, go ahead, but I'd really love to see some OCs.
Bonus: Tribal languages at some point. Especially if you could work Zulu in there somewhere.
Bonus: Tribal languages at some point. Especially if you could work Zulu in there somewhere.
Re: Ensemble, mostly OCs - Africa-centric canonverse fic
(Anonymous) 2011-12-22 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)Does OP have a specific mood for this? Like serious or light hearted? I really like the idea.
MICROFILL: The Absolutely Pointless African-Nations-Only Potluck Dinner Party
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(Anonymous) - 2011-12-27 05:18 (UTC) - ExpandRe: Ensemble, mostly OCs - Africa-centric canonverse fic
(Anonymous) - 2011-12-23 21:53 (UTC) - ExpandRe: Ensemble, mostly OCs - Africa-centric canonverse fic
(Anonymous) - 2011-12-24 00:21 (UTC) - ExpandRe: Ensemble, mostly OCs - Africa-centric canonverse fic
(Anonymous) - 2012-01-08 16:50 (UTC) - ExpandCanada could use some extra cash. He's been noticing that the other male nations have seemed sexually frustrated lately. He figures he can fix both of those problems by selling his, ahem, services to them. He gives it a shot one night after a meeting, and several nations take him up on the offer. He gets a nice amount of money! Such a nice amount, that he wants to try it again. But he doesn't want to give them the wrong idea about him, so the second night, he dresses as America. He is successful again, and nobody sees through his disguise. He finds the whole thing rather interesting, seeing the different ways people treat him in his personas – who accepts the offer one night but not the other, who is gentle with him one night and rough the other, etc.
The only characters I'd prefer not to do anything with Canada are the German brothers. But if you really really want to, go ahead, just no penetrative sex or romantic feelings. ^^;
Bonus 1: On the second night, one of the nations offers twice the money (or more!) to sleep with both twins. Shenanigans ensue when Canada attempts to pull that off.
Bonus 2: America accepts the offer the first night. He also accepts the second night (Canada might want to be more careful about seeing who he's propositioning before doing so in the future), and does not comment on or bat an eye at Canada's disguise.
The only characters I'd prefer not to do anything with Canada are the German brothers. But if you really really want to, go ahead, just no penetrative sex or romantic feelings. ^^;
Bonus 1: On the second night, one of the nations offers twice the money (or more!) to sleep with both twins. Shenanigans ensue when Canada attempts to pull that off.
Bonus 2: America accepts the offer the first night. He also accepts the second night (Canada might want to be more careful about seeing who he's propositioning before doing so in the future), and does not comment on or bat an eye at Canada's disguise.
Cool prompt, OP! :D I like the whole thing, but that second bonus is weirdly intriguing; I don't normally like the US/Can, but I'd love to see America react so nonchalantly to a surprise like that. (And to see how A!A would explain the reaction!)
The American Girl stories are really popular with girls of all ages, but what if America knew these girls? What is they weren't just stories, they were actual girls that he had met and found out stories about them?
Bonus: The original girls (Felicity to Molly) are the girls that America had met. I do not like the new girls, I like the old ones better
Bonus: The original girls (Felicity to Molly) are the girls that America had met. I do not like the new girls, I like the old ones better
SECONDED LIKE BURNING!!! Especially for Felicity. ♥
Prussia/France, Uneasy Sex (attempt) with Power Imbalance
(Anonymous) 2011-12-22 12:44 am (UTC)(link)The setting should be set during a time where Prussia is on the map and also much, much stronger than France. You may choose what period in time you want, but I had post-Franco-Prussian War in mind.
Prussia and France are horny and decide just to fuck each other. Their approach to this is that it's "just sex." At least, that was what it was supposed to be. Instead, because of the circumstances, everything just becomes uncomfortable and awkward. Perhaps France doesn't trust Prussia. Maybe Prussia isn't sure if France is really consenting. There's an unspoken power imbalance between them that neither want to acknowledge. Things like that. It should probably result in one or both of them not being able to get it up or bad/fail sex. No non-con, please.
Bonus. Frustration and Unsatisfaction
Bonus. Mutual Masturbation because other sexual acts just weren't working.
Prussia and France are horny and decide just to fuck each other. Their approach to this is that it's "just sex." At least, that was what it was supposed to be. Instead, because of the circumstances, everything just becomes uncomfortable and awkward. Perhaps France doesn't trust Prussia. Maybe Prussia isn't sure if France is really consenting. There's an unspoken power imbalance between them that neither want to acknowledge. Things like that. It should probably result in one or both of them not being able to get it up or bad/fail sex. No non-con, please.
Bonus. Frustration and Unsatisfaction
Bonus. Mutual Masturbation because other sexual acts just weren't working.
This is my new headcanon. Seriously this prompt is amazing.
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