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Russia’s partner finds out that his neck is super sensitive and uses it so they can actually top for once.
Bonus: Russia tries to fight it and be his normally dominant self but turns to complete jelly instead
Bonus: Russia tries to fight it and be his normally dominant self but turns to complete jelly instead
Potential A!A just might fill this with Poland/Russia, if OP doesn't mind.
I'm sorry, this explanation will probably suck.
Nation A and Nation B are friends and allies. Nation A views Nation B as his/her best friend and greatest ally. However, while Nation B values Nation A, he/she is actually closer to Nation C. Maybe they're more valuable trading partners, or maybe their military alliance is stronger, or maybe they just get along better. Whatever the case may be, if you ask Nation B who his/her best friend is, Nation B will answer Nation C, not Nation A - "Though of course Nation A is a valuable partner in world affairs."
Nation A, of course, is not happy about this state of affairs.
What course of action Nation A takes to remedy the situation, if any, is up to you, as is the exact nature of the relationship between B and C (friendship or romantic or whatever).
Bonus: Using nations that reflect this in real life. Real-world politics ftw!
Nation A and Nation B are friends and allies. Nation A views Nation B as his/her best friend and greatest ally. However, while Nation B values Nation A, he/she is actually closer to Nation C. Maybe they're more valuable trading partners, or maybe their military alliance is stronger, or maybe they just get along better. Whatever the case may be, if you ask Nation B who his/her best friend is, Nation B will answer Nation C, not Nation A - "Though of course Nation A is a valuable partner in world affairs."
Nation A, of course, is not happy about this state of affairs.
What course of action Nation A takes to remedy the situation, if any, is up to you, as is the exact nature of the relationship between B and C (friendship or romantic or whatever).
Bonus: Using nations that reflect this in real life. Real-world politics ftw!
Gah, exactly what the title says an not much else. Can be penetrative sex or not, as long as it's rushed, America's on bottom, and there's a fear of being caught by the other nations.
I would prefer if it wasn't USUK, because I tend to not like that pairing, but everything else is fine.
Bonus: Nation A is France, Germany, or Romano.
Bonus: America's hands are tied with a scarf.
Bonus: They are caught, in the end.
I would prefer if it wasn't USUK, because I tend to not like that pairing, but everything else is fine.
Bonus: Nation A is France, Germany, or Romano.
Bonus: America's hands are tied with a scarf.
Bonus: They are caught, in the end.
Lemme fix the second bonus-
America's hands are tied off with Nation A's tie.
My bad. orz
America's hands are tied off with Nation A's tie.
My bad. orz
Somehow England has managed to pick up a malevolent entity that is following him around, scaring him, attacking him and generaly spooking the hell out of him.
He has tried looking for ways to get rid of it but none of his own ways have worked and eventually England becomes really frazzeled by constantly having his sleep interupted, worrying if it is following him and being attacked.
At a nations meeting (any meeting that England would be a part of) he is extremely jumpy and completely freaks out right infront of everyone when he swears he sees the thing in the room.
The other nations eventually find a way to get rid of whatever is harrassing England.
Bonus: The entity physically harms England but as he is a nation it heals a lot quicker.
Bonus: One nation decides that he/she will be England's personal body guard, there to help him should anything happen.
Bonus: Not everyone beleives what England tells them and tell him he is 'insane' or simular things along that line.
He has tried looking for ways to get rid of it but none of his own ways have worked and eventually England becomes really frazzeled by constantly having his sleep interupted, worrying if it is following him and being attacked.
At a nations meeting (any meeting that England would be a part of) he is extremely jumpy and completely freaks out right infront of everyone when he swears he sees the thing in the room.
The other nations eventually find a way to get rid of whatever is harrassing England.
Bonus: The entity physically harms England but as he is a nation it heals a lot quicker.
Bonus: One nation decides that he/she will be England's personal body guard, there to help him should anything happen.
Bonus: Not everyone beleives what England tells them and tell him he is 'insane' or simular things along that line.
Based on this postsecret: http://m233.photobucket.com/albumview/albums/rainwaterotter/Postsecret%20-%20unsorted/postsecret130.jpg.html?o=31
Nation A works in a coffee shop, frequented regularly by Nation B. They strike up a daily banter, mostly bickering about silly things, and A retaliates with decaf coffee.
Eventually they get together, either because B calls A out or A confesses. Then A treats B to coffee every day 5ever.
Nation A works in a coffee shop, frequented regularly by Nation B. They strike up a daily banter, mostly bickering about silly things, and A retaliates with decaf coffee.
Eventually they get together, either because B calls A out or A confesses. Then A treats B to coffee every day 5ever.
YES.
This is excellent and adorable and adjglfksh; I'm going to do it.
I hope OP doesn't mind France/America, because I think they fit this pretty well.
/holes up with music and begins writing/
This is excellent and adorable and adjglfksh; I'm going to do it.
I hope OP doesn't mind France/America, because I think they fit this pretty well.
/holes up with music and begins writing/
I personally hate when people rhyme on purpose when they talk, but I find it funny if England would do it just to piss all the other nations off, especially France and America.
So, yeah, can ya do that anon? Make England piss everyone off by rhyming.
So, yeah, can ya do that anon? Make England piss everyone off by rhyming.
It’s always a bad sign when Austria starts tapping his watch.
“Where,” he says, raising his wrist to display the time to those seated closest to him, “is America? We can’t begin if we have representatives missing.”
Situated at the other end of the table, England can’t see Austria’s watchface, but he still frowns all the same because he can sense how late America is anyway. There’s a migraine brewing at the back of his head and he just wants this meeting to be over - it should have finished by now, but instead it’s been dragging on all morning.
First France, who decided to arrive ten minutes late in a flurry of roses and cloying apologies. Now America, who is half an hour late without so much as a faxed-ahead excuse.
As a familiar throbbing ache sets up in England’s forehead, England groans and rubs his temples in an attempt to lessen the pain. Today is, like all conference days, dreadful.
“Maybe he’s stuck in traffic,” Russia suggests. “Maybe he crashed his car into an oil tanker and died in a big boom.”
“Thank you for your input,” England says with a sigh, deciding to voice his thoughts before the conference devolves into a ‘101 ways America could have died’ guessing game. “I think he’s just off eating or-”
He’s interrupted by a cheerful cry of, “Hey guys!”
As if on cue, the door is flung open so hard that it bounces back from the wall. It nearly slams America in the face as he steps through the ingress, offering a nod of recognition to the nations gathered around the table. “Am I late?”
“Very,” China snaps, and a few of the nations in the conference hall start to chuckle.
America reddens, but he attempts to retain some of his dignity as he’s faced with harsh glares, muttering, “Sorry. I woke up and… and there was… this joint snake, and-”
England’s eyes widen. Oh god, don’t say that America is going to join in with the ‘101 ways’ guessing. He lets out a quick sigh of exasperation saying, “America, lad, take your seat and be still - we’ve got work to finish, so finish we will.”
America grins. “Hey, that rhymed!”
Instead of replying, England simply scowls. He mentally kicks himself when America pulls out the empty seat next to him, but he doesn’t say anything - speaking too much might aggravate his already-searing headache.
“Where,” he says, raising his wrist to display the time to those seated closest to him, “is America? We can’t begin if we have representatives missing.”
Situated at the other end of the table, England can’t see Austria’s watchface, but he still frowns all the same because he can sense how late America is anyway. There’s a migraine brewing at the back of his head and he just wants this meeting to be over - it should have finished by now, but instead it’s been dragging on all morning.
First France, who decided to arrive ten minutes late in a flurry of roses and cloying apologies. Now America, who is half an hour late without so much as a faxed-ahead excuse.
As a familiar throbbing ache sets up in England’s forehead, England groans and rubs his temples in an attempt to lessen the pain. Today is, like all conference days, dreadful.
“Maybe he’s stuck in traffic,” Russia suggests. “Maybe he crashed his car into an oil tanker and died in a big boom.”
“Thank you for your input,” England says with a sigh, deciding to voice his thoughts before the conference devolves into a ‘101 ways America could have died’ guessing game. “I think he’s just off eating or-”
He’s interrupted by a cheerful cry of, “Hey guys!”
As if on cue, the door is flung open so hard that it bounces back from the wall. It nearly slams America in the face as he steps through the ingress, offering a nod of recognition to the nations gathered around the table. “Am I late?”
“Very,” China snaps, and a few of the nations in the conference hall start to chuckle.
America reddens, but he attempts to retain some of his dignity as he’s faced with harsh glares, muttering, “Sorry. I woke up and… and there was… this joint snake, and-”
England’s eyes widen. Oh god, don’t say that America is going to join in with the ‘101 ways’ guessing. He lets out a quick sigh of exasperation saying, “America, lad, take your seat and be still - we’ve got work to finish, so finish we will.”
America grins. “Hey, that rhymed!”
Instead of replying, England simply scowls. He mentally kicks himself when America pulls out the empty seat next to him, but he doesn’t say anything - speaking too much might aggravate his already-searing headache.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bunny_Man
America doesn't believe in this myth from his own nation and England dares him to go and spend the night at the bridge where the Bunny Man is suppose to haunt. America agrees, but England has to go with him as well.
Please allow bad shit to happen and a chase as well.
America doesn't believe in this myth from his own nation and England dares him to go and spend the night at the bridge where the Bunny Man is suppose to haunt. America agrees, but England has to go with him as well.
Please allow bad shit to happen and a chase as well.
"What is this, Alfred?" Arthur asks, his voice slightly shaking in amusement. He grins and points to the article displayed on his phone. "The Bunny Man? Really?"
Alfred scowls. He's tired from the World Meeting - no one listened to his plans and he feels offended after being ignored even if the conference is at his place - and can't seem to take this little jab a little more lightly.
"Hey, I don't think he's real. Some people are just crazy, you know?"
Arthur laughs again. If Alfred was feeling sourer he would punch him, but he doesn't. He only tries to interrupt the other Nation's ringing with his own statement.
"That's why it's a myth-"
"Believe in your own myths, lad," Arthur replies quickly. He fumbles for a bit and places his phone into his pocket. "How are you so sure that it isn't true?"
"Listen, I don't have any fairy friends like you do, Arthur," Alfred asserts. He grins. "Because I'm not a crazy old man. Besides, out of all the myths, a bunny man? You've got to be kidding."
"I'm not. Come on, Alfred. How are you so sure that it's not true?"
"I know what's real-"
"Oh, all right." Arthur snorts. "Let's meet up and go on a little Bunny Hunt. I dare you to spend the night at the bridge."
Alfred immediately looks nervous and flustered. He replies a bit too quickly, a bit too afraid. "What? No way, man. I'm not-"
"I thought you didn't believe in it?" Arthur asserts. "If it's not real, why are you so afraid?"
Alfred looks offended. He waves his arms wildly and takes a step forward, almost as if intimidating Arthur.
"I'm not chicken at all. Okay, okay, I'll do it." He's confident, proud. Alfred adds, "But you got to be with me, all right? We're in this together and if you run away then you lose." He adds a mischievous smirk to the mix and Arthur huffs out, maybe a bit contentedly.
"Right." He pauses. "Tonight, then? The bridge isn't too far from here, is it?"
Alfred shakes his head. "Nah. I'll drop by your hotel room later at eight and we can drive off. It's pretty near. Good thing the conference is held here-"
"Yes, yes, just don't scare yourself-"
"I'm not going to run!"
Arthur smirks. "Oh? I thought you weren't afraid."
"I'm not," Alfred replies. He grins. "I'm not afraid of what isn't real."
Alfred scowls. He's tired from the World Meeting - no one listened to his plans and he feels offended after being ignored even if the conference is at his place - and can't seem to take this little jab a little more lightly.
"Hey, I don't think he's real. Some people are just crazy, you know?"
Arthur laughs again. If Alfred was feeling sourer he would punch him, but he doesn't. He only tries to interrupt the other Nation's ringing with his own statement.
"That's why it's a myth-"
"Believe in your own myths, lad," Arthur replies quickly. He fumbles for a bit and places his phone into his pocket. "How are you so sure that it isn't true?"
"Listen, I don't have any fairy friends like you do, Arthur," Alfred asserts. He grins. "Because I'm not a crazy old man. Besides, out of all the myths, a bunny man? You've got to be kidding."
"I'm not. Come on, Alfred. How are you so sure that it's not true?"
"I know what's real-"
"Oh, all right." Arthur snorts. "Let's meet up and go on a little Bunny Hunt. I dare you to spend the night at the bridge."
Alfred immediately looks nervous and flustered. He replies a bit too quickly, a bit too afraid. "What? No way, man. I'm not-"
"I thought you didn't believe in it?" Arthur asserts. "If it's not real, why are you so afraid?"
Alfred looks offended. He waves his arms wildly and takes a step forward, almost as if intimidating Arthur.
"I'm not chicken at all. Okay, okay, I'll do it." He's confident, proud. Alfred adds, "But you got to be with me, all right? We're in this together and if you run away then you lose." He adds a mischievous smirk to the mix and Arthur huffs out, maybe a bit contentedly.
"Right." He pauses. "Tonight, then? The bridge isn't too far from here, is it?"
Alfred shakes his head. "Nah. I'll drop by your hotel room later at eight and we can drive off. It's pretty near. Good thing the conference is held here-"
"Yes, yes, just don't scare yourself-"
"I'm not going to run!"
Arthur smirks. "Oh? I thought you weren't afraid."
"I'm not," Alfred replies. He grins. "I'm not afraid of what isn't real."
Human AU.
Rich (occupation up to author)!Nation A, after trying everything they could to get into a stable relationship (even trying one of those super-expensive matchmakers) and stressed from work, needs a date. Fast. Cue calling the local pricey escort service.
Who does he get? Nation B, a poor student who's working their way through college/grad school and does this to make some money. (See this for trope info: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HighClassCallGirl)
Nation A is attracted...and hooked. If only Nation B didn't consider them just another client.
Whether Nation B just escorts or takes their clients to bed for extra money is up to author anon. Nyotalia or genderbending's fine. I'd love some smut!
Rich (occupation up to author)!Nation A, after trying everything they could to get into a stable relationship (even trying one of those super-expensive matchmakers) and stressed from work, needs a date. Fast. Cue calling the local pricey escort service.
Who does he get? Nation B, a poor student who's working their way through college/grad school and does this to make some money. (See this for trope info: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HighClassCallGirl)
Nation A is attracted...and hooked. If only Nation B didn't consider them just another client.
Whether Nation B just escorts or takes their clients to bed for extra money is up to author anon. Nyotalia or genderbending's fine. I'd love some smut!
I'd love to see this done for male/male USUK or UKUS. I think Arthur really fits the 'rich, work-stressed, has trouble with relationships' role, while Alfred quite nicely fits the 'poor student who would not be opposed to selling himself to make ends meet' role.
I also think they're perfect.
I also think they're perfect.
France and England go out drinking and things start turning hot and heavy in the elevator on the way to their hotel room.
Only, when clothes have been shed and they're about to go at it, England leans back and murmurs out America's name.
And France, knowing that England doesn't want to do this with him, completely respects England and leaves things be for the night, however Author Anon sees fit.
OP really loves France being a respectable lover and doesn't mind humor, so have at it~
Only, when clothes have been shed and they're about to go at it, England leans back and murmurs out America's name.
And France, knowing that England doesn't want to do this with him, completely respects England and leaves things be for the night, however Author Anon sees fit.
OP really loves France being a respectable lover and doesn't mind humor, so have at it~
OP thinks she needs to clarify a bit-
x. Getting hot and heavy in the elevator- yes.
x. Clothes shed- in the hotel room, not the elevator.
Sorry 'bout that. XD
x. Getting hot and heavy in the elevator- yes.
x. Clothes shed- in the hotel room, not the elevator.
Sorry 'bout that. XD
Consensual + tentacles.
Yes, exactly that. femGermany 'pampered' by a tentacle, uh, monster and enjoying it, and Prussia getting off to that. I'll leave the scenario to you! As long as Germany is double penetrated and moaning.
Yes, exactly that. femGermany 'pampered' by a tentacle, uh, monster and enjoying it, and Prussia getting off to that. I'll leave the scenario to you! As long as Germany is double penetrated and moaning.
Not usually a huge fan of Germancest (one-sided or otherwise), but if there's one thing the world needs more of, it's consensual tentacle sex.
Cameroon/Canada/US - Two partners performing oral on a third
(Anonymous) 2012-02-03 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)I want to see the NA brothers going down on Cameroon at the same time. Plot not necessary, but preferably canon-verse.
BONUS 1: Size kink (i.e. Cameroon is very well-endowed and this turns America and Canada way on)
BONUS 2: Facial cum shot (especially if both brothers still have their glasses on, unf unf)
BONUS 1: Size kink (i.e. Cameroon is very well-endowed and this turns America and Canada way on)
BONUS 2: Facial cum shot (especially if both brothers still have their glasses on, unf unf)
Re: Cameroon/Canada/US - Two partners performing oral on a third
(Anonymous) 2012-02-03 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)Seconded SO MUCH.
Re: Cameroon/Canada/US - Two partners performing oral on a third
(Anonymous) - 2012-02-04 04:30 (UTC) - ExpandGermany teaches a self-defence or martial arts class. Italy signs up because he's prone to getting bullied, and, surprise surprise, Germany and Italy end up falling in love! Whatever else happens plotwise is up to authornon!
Bonus: Japan advised the class to Italy and is their mutual friend.
Bonus 2: Italy's a rather slow learner and Germany has to do some UST-laden, hands-on teaching.
Bonus: Japan advised the class to Italy and is their mutual friend.
Bonus 2: Italy's a rather slow learner and Germany has to do some UST-laden, hands-on teaching.
Greece/Japan: inspired by Yuria 100 Shiki - Greece as a sentient sexbot
(Anonymous) 2012-02-03 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)One day, Kiku finds a handsome naked man named Heracles wandering the streets and ends up taking him in. He learns that Heracles is actually a sexbot programmed to become a completely obedient sex slave to the first person he has penetrative sex with (whether topping or bottoming).
The catch is that Heracles has developed a personality of his own and has decided that he doesn't want to become a mindless sex slave and wants to develop his identity and knowledge of the world more. Unfortunately, it's difficult to overcome his basic programming of having sex with the nearest person at any opportunity and he winds up trying to seduce Kiku repeatedly even though he's painfully aware that he'll lose any sense of identity he has if he goes all the way with Kiku and isn't even sure if his growing feelings for Kiku are that of genuine love or just programmed desire.
1st bonus: As part of his programming, Heracles proposes sex as a solution to any problem. Can't sleep? Sex will tire you out and help you fall asleep more quickly! Feeling sick? Sex will make you sweat more and help bring that fever down! (this one was actually proposed in a Giripan doujin).
2nd bonus: The two do eventually have hot sex; there are many forms of non-penetrative sex, after all...
The catch is that Heracles has developed a personality of his own and has decided that he doesn't want to become a mindless sex slave and wants to develop his identity and knowledge of the world more. Unfortunately, it's difficult to overcome his basic programming of having sex with the nearest person at any opportunity and he winds up trying to seduce Kiku repeatedly even though he's painfully aware that he'll lose any sense of identity he has if he goes all the way with Kiku and isn't even sure if his growing feelings for Kiku are that of genuine love or just programmed desire.
1st bonus: As part of his programming, Heracles proposes sex as a solution to any problem. Can't sleep? Sex will tire you out and help you fall asleep more quickly! Feeling sick? Sex will make you sweat more and help bring that fever down! (this one was actually proposed in a Giripan doujin).
2nd bonus: The two do eventually have hot sex; there are many forms of non-penetrative sex, after all...
Any/Any Micronation, Non-con with the victim not daring to tell
(Anonymous) 2012-02-03 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)Anon's headcanon is that micronations, due to their small territories/populations, are a lot weaker than normal nations.
Somebody decides to take advantage of this. The attacker could be a nation or it could be a human who found out about nations and gets off on the idea of forcing such a powerful entity. The attack is extremely brutal, and after it's happened, the attacker tells the micronation that nobody will believe them if they tell. The micronation believes them, and in any case they're too ashamed to admit to anyone that it happened.
Whether the truth comes out in the end or not -and whether the other nations do listen, or treat it as just a cry for attention -is up to anon, but a semi-happy ending would be preferred.
Bonus -the victim isn't Sealand. (As someone capable of taking on full-grown nations, he'd be a bit hard to subdue.)
Somebody decides to take advantage of this. The attacker could be a nation or it could be a human who found out about nations and gets off on the idea of forcing such a powerful entity. The attack is extremely brutal, and after it's happened, the attacker tells the micronation that nobody will believe them if they tell. The micronation believes them, and in any case they're too ashamed to admit to anyone that it happened.
Whether the truth comes out in the end or not -and whether the other nations do listen, or treat it as just a cry for attention -is up to anon, but a semi-happy ending would be preferred.
Bonus -the victim isn't Sealand. (As someone capable of taking on full-grown nations, he'd be a bit hard to subdue.)
Note: No, Austria is not the aforementioned rapist. The rapist is a human character.
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“...What are you doing?”
No words. The paint flings forward, blue splattering everywhere.
Austria sighs and kneels next to him. “I didn't know that was your style. I know one of America's painters...”
“It's art,” he says and throws his paintbrush to the side, listening to it crash into the window.
Austria winces. “That was probably unnecessary. You should be lucky you didn't break that window; weren't you running a little low on funds recently?”
He doesn't answer. Takes another paintbrush, thicker. Covers it in red.
(“You're a mess,” the man growls. “Your blood's getting all over me. Fuck, that's disgusting.” Kugel whimpers into his gag.)
He frowns, and dips the red in the yellow. Orange. Orange and blue work well together.
Wait.
He huffs and frustration and begins to stab the artwork, leaving orange where he goes. The runs the brush over, tangerine bruises and the blue mixes in and it's all brown. Everything ends up brown eventually.
“Be careful, you don't want to damage the canvas,” Austria reminds him. He humphs in annoyance.
“It's art. Not like music. You wouldn't understand.”
“Hmph.” Austria's getting annoyed, he's clearly getting annoyed, but Kugelmugel sees him force himself to let it go. Oh no. “...Well, I'm not sure I understand this work. What is it about?” A pause. “I know you think my views are old-fashioned, but my thoughts about art were always that it was... more aesthetically pleasing, than anything else...”
(“Stupid pretty-boy. Fuck, like you even count as a boy.” The man pulls on his braids, and Kugelmugel cries out. “Useless. Pathetic. Why do they even keep you around?”)
He aims his paintbrush at Austria, like a dagger. Austria just blinks. “...Art,” he says, turning back to the canvas. He closes his eyes.
(“Look at me, you little coward!” He forces his eyes open, even as the man spits in his face. “Fucking piece of shit! You can't ignore me! You're not gonna forget who did this to you; you're not gonna forget this face!”)
Open again. He doesn't know where to take the painting from here.
“I see.” Austria frowns, removes his glasses. “Well, you always wish your works to communicate something, don't you? What does this communicate?”
He pauses. He doesn't know.
(“Would you shut the fuck up?!” the man shouts. “Fuck, what did I even bring the fucking gag for then? Just stopped me having a go on your mouth. There's no-one here and who'd even fucking bother saving someone like you, so stop it. I might let you out early; how 'bout that, kid?”)
Austria puts his glasses back on. “Kugelmugel, will you please look at me?”
“I'll lose my muse. I won't finish the work.”
“You're not exactly finishing it right now.”
(“Look around, brat.” He's too frightened to refuse. Portraits, landscapes; abstract, realistic – they all lash out at him. “This is what you spend all day doing. And you still think you're important somehow?”)
He doesn't respond. He doesn't move his brush. He doesn't know what to do.
(“Will this kill you?” the man asks, smirking. “I like to think this'll kill you. What's this mean, someone's robbing the house? That big ball thing. Huh. Funny.")
“Look at me.”
He looks.
“...Go away.”
(“Don't you try and beg me,” the man snarls. It was a last resort anyway. “Who would listen to you?”)
Another sigh. “Please, don't do this,” says Austria, trying to turn Kugelmugel by the shoulder. He boy flinches and shies away.
A pause. Austria begins to shuffle forward, awkwardly while he's kneeling, getting grime and paint on that nice suit.
Dirt on rich fabric. Desecration of something beautiful. There's a theme there.
(“Pretty. Useless. What, you whoring yourself out to the real country, just to stay alive?” He shakes his head furiously, and is spat at for his efforts. “Don't answer me. I'll think what I wanna think, thanks.”)
He says nothing. Slowly, he drops his paintbrush, and runs the hand over the side of Austria's face. Brown gets everywhere, but Austria doesn't even seem to notice. It's all so strange, given how he's usually so picky, so neat, so aloof.
---
“...What are you doing?”
No words. The paint flings forward, blue splattering everywhere.
Austria sighs and kneels next to him. “I didn't know that was your style. I know one of America's painters...”
“It's art,” he says and throws his paintbrush to the side, listening to it crash into the window.
Austria winces. “That was probably unnecessary. You should be lucky you didn't break that window; weren't you running a little low on funds recently?”
He doesn't answer. Takes another paintbrush, thicker. Covers it in red.
(“You're a mess,” the man growls. “Your blood's getting all over me. Fuck, that's disgusting.” Kugel whimpers into his gag.)
He frowns, and dips the red in the yellow. Orange. Orange and blue work well together.
Wait.
He huffs and frustration and begins to stab the artwork, leaving orange where he goes. The runs the brush over, tangerine bruises and the blue mixes in and it's all brown. Everything ends up brown eventually.
“Be careful, you don't want to damage the canvas,” Austria reminds him. He humphs in annoyance.
“It's art. Not like music. You wouldn't understand.”
“Hmph.” Austria's getting annoyed, he's clearly getting annoyed, but Kugelmugel sees him force himself to let it go. Oh no. “...Well, I'm not sure I understand this work. What is it about?” A pause. “I know you think my views are old-fashioned, but my thoughts about art were always that it was... more aesthetically pleasing, than anything else...”
(“Stupid pretty-boy. Fuck, like you even count as a boy.” The man pulls on his braids, and Kugelmugel cries out. “Useless. Pathetic. Why do they even keep you around?”)
He aims his paintbrush at Austria, like a dagger. Austria just blinks. “...Art,” he says, turning back to the canvas. He closes his eyes.
(“Look at me, you little coward!” He forces his eyes open, even as the man spits in his face. “Fucking piece of shit! You can't ignore me! You're not gonna forget who did this to you; you're not gonna forget this face!”)
Open again. He doesn't know where to take the painting from here.
“I see.” Austria frowns, removes his glasses. “Well, you always wish your works to communicate something, don't you? What does this communicate?”
He pauses. He doesn't know.
(“Would you shut the fuck up?!” the man shouts. “Fuck, what did I even bring the fucking gag for then? Just stopped me having a go on your mouth. There's no-one here and who'd even fucking bother saving someone like you, so stop it. I might let you out early; how 'bout that, kid?”)
Austria puts his glasses back on. “Kugelmugel, will you please look at me?”
“I'll lose my muse. I won't finish the work.”
“You're not exactly finishing it right now.”
(“Look around, brat.” He's too frightened to refuse. Portraits, landscapes; abstract, realistic – they all lash out at him. “This is what you spend all day doing. And you still think you're important somehow?”)
He doesn't respond. He doesn't move his brush. He doesn't know what to do.
(“Will this kill you?” the man asks, smirking. “I like to think this'll kill you. What's this mean, someone's robbing the house? That big ball thing. Huh. Funny.")
“Look at me.”
He looks.
“...Go away.”
(“Don't you try and beg me,” the man snarls. It was a last resort anyway. “Who would listen to you?”)
Another sigh. “Please, don't do this,” says Austria, trying to turn Kugelmugel by the shoulder. He boy flinches and shies away.
A pause. Austria begins to shuffle forward, awkwardly while he's kneeling, getting grime and paint on that nice suit.
Dirt on rich fabric. Desecration of something beautiful. There's a theme there.
(“Pretty. Useless. What, you whoring yourself out to the real country, just to stay alive?” He shakes his head furiously, and is spat at for his efforts. “Don't answer me. I'll think what I wanna think, thanks.”)
He says nothing. Slowly, he drops his paintbrush, and runs the hand over the side of Austria's face. Brown gets everywhere, but Austria doesn't even seem to notice. It's all so strange, given how he's usually so picky, so neat, so aloof.
Re: Any/Any Micronation, Non-con with the victim not daring to tell
(Anonymous) - 2012-02-09 18:06 (UTC) - ExpandRe: Any/Any Micronation, Non-con with the victim not daring to tell
(Anonymous) - 2012-02-09 21:43 (UTC) - ExpandRussia somehow finds himself in the universe, where he is America's slave. He is obviously not happy with this, while AU!America's even more unhappy with his long time loyal slave starts to show too mach character. Cue some torture, rape and power struggling.
Bonus: Russia is very much attracted to Prime!America (and that's mutual, sorta), but they're not in relationship, due to, uh, their complicated political background.
Bonus 2: When AU!America demands sex/actually rapes Russia, Russia tries to imagine that he is Prime!America, to make sex more tolerable. It doesn't work, and makes it even worse.
Silly 3'd bonus: AU!America has long hair.
Bonus: Russia is very much attracted to Prime!America (and that's mutual, sorta), but they're not in relationship, due to, uh, their complicated political background.
Bonus 2: When AU!America demands sex/actually rapes Russia, Russia tries to imagine that he is Prime!America, to make sex more tolerable. It doesn't work, and makes it even worse.
Silly 3'd bonus: AU!America has long hair.
Let's pretend that Prussia died after his dissolution in 1947 and that there's a time limit to when dead nations can first come back like Grandpa Rome. Prussia is finally allowed his first visit in modern times, but before approaching Germany, he decides to look around a little.
He sees that Germany now has a lover, friends, has become one of the most important countries in Europe and is doing his best to put WW2-related things behind him. This gets Prussia thinking that maybe he wouldn't be welcome.
How the rest plays out is up to anon.
He sees that Germany now has a lover, friends, has become one of the most important countries in Europe and is doing his best to put WW2-related things behind him. This gets Prussia thinking that maybe he wouldn't be welcome.
How the rest plays out is up to anon.
One of the real life examples given on the TV Tropes page for Fling a Light Into the Future is as follows:
"As Poland fell, they sent off to the UK their work on breaking the German codes. This has been portrayed as a dying man flinging his sword to his ally, so they can continue the fight."
That metaphore + Hetalia = fic potential.
"As Poland fell, they sent off to the UK their work on breaking the German codes. This has been portrayed as a dying man flinging his sword to his ally, so they can continue the fight."
That metaphore + Hetalia = fic potential.
As a person who lives in the town where most of the codebreaking on German codes was done during the war I second this so bad.
Probably works best as human AU. A suspects B of sexually abusing C on a long-term basis. B denies all accusations but A is fixated with suspicion, attempting to find out the truth. It's up to anon whether or not abuse actually takes place, but the problem is that C would be unable to confirm there's abuse going on regardless, perhaps from fear, mental illness, low self esteem, Stockholm syndrome; etc. So C isn't any help.
Unable to turn to the law because there's no proof or statement, A, who is attached to C in a not entirely healthy way, decides to get gruesome revenge for C by themselves. Details up to the imaginative anon. My only stipulation - I'd prefer slash or het; yuri ain't my thing, sorry! I honestly don't mind which characters as I ship a lot of things, both popular and rare - just make it heartbreaking and disturbing.
Bonus - B isn't France, England or Russia.
Bonus - Vengeance is best with friends involved to help.
Unable to turn to the law because there's no proof or statement, A, who is attached to C in a not entirely healthy way, decides to get gruesome revenge for C by themselves. Details up to the imaginative anon. My only stipulation - I'd prefer slash or het; yuri ain't my thing, sorry! I honestly don't mind which characters as I ship a lot of things, both popular and rare - just make it heartbreaking and disturbing.
Bonus - B isn't France, England or Russia.
Bonus - Vengeance is best with friends involved to help.
Short info
In the 19th century of the Ottoman Empire, because of the bad economy, the Ottoman Empire gave capitulations to many European countries, which resulted the opening of many missionary schools in Istanbul. The students of foreign nations went there.
Today, these schools (all of them being high schools) are still here and students who have a high score from the Nationwide Entrance Exams can enter them. These schools still teach their national languages but are no longer Christian schools. They are fully Turkish schools.
France, Italy, England, USA, Austria and Germany are the main countries that have missionary schools in Istanbul with the French schools being in the majority.
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So, my prompt is FemTurkey speaking one of the languages (French, German, Italian, English) to their respective countries and many nations finding it alluring.
BONUS 1: If there is any pairing and/or smut, FemTurkey speaks in the chosen language during intimate moments/sex.
BONUS 2: Some of the countries wishing FemTurkey can speak their language.
BONUS 3: The pairing is with nobody mentioned above but somebody else (like Russia, Greece, Spain etc.).
In the 19th century of the Ottoman Empire, because of the bad economy, the Ottoman Empire gave capitulations to many European countries, which resulted the opening of many missionary schools in Istanbul. The students of foreign nations went there.
Today, these schools (all of them being high schools) are still here and students who have a high score from the Nationwide Entrance Exams can enter them. These schools still teach their national languages but are no longer Christian schools. They are fully Turkish schools.
France, Italy, England, USA, Austria and Germany are the main countries that have missionary schools in Istanbul with the French schools being in the majority.
***
So, my prompt is FemTurkey speaking one of the languages (French, German, Italian, English) to their respective countries and many nations finding it alluring.
BONUS 1: If there is any pairing and/or smut, FemTurkey speaks in the chosen language during intimate moments/sex.
BONUS 2: Some of the countries wishing FemTurkey can speak their language.
BONUS 3: The pairing is with nobody mentioned above but somebody else (like Russia, Greece, Spain etc.).
As a HUGE Tennessee Williams fan, I really want to see story with him in it.
America goes over to England's house for (whatever reason the author choose) and, as usual, breaks down the door when there is no reply.
He sees England sleeping on the couch and a movie is still playing on the TV/DVD. Is that...Sweet Bird of Youth?
(Why Sweet Bird of Youth instead of more known Cat on the Hot Tin Roof or A Streetcar Named Desire? 'Cause I love SBOY better, both in movie and play and the ending always made me cry.)
America goes over to England's house for (whatever reason the author choose) and, as usual, breaks down the door when there is no reply.
He sees England sleeping on the couch and a movie is still playing on the TV/DVD. Is that...Sweet Bird of Youth?
(Why Sweet Bird of Youth instead of more known Cat on the Hot Tin Roof or A Streetcar Named Desire? 'Cause I love SBOY better, both in movie and play and the ending always made me cry.)
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Hi OP. There is a request very similar to this one. I'll dig through my bookmarks, but I'm sure I can find it somewhere.
Um, if OP could possibly provide bonuses, then perhaps this potential!Author might consider filling?
Um, if OP could possibly provide bonuses, then perhaps this potential!Author might consider filling?
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- 2012-02-05 23:29 (UTC) - ExpandNation A teases Nation B until they are a sobbing, shaking wreak desperate to come. And then, at least once, tells them "no." Whether this is with ice-play or cages or straight-up obedience training or something else entirely, OP is not particular. Yaoi, yuri, and het are all fine, and pairings are filler's choice, although OP is fond of sub!Germany. Also, if it's a choice between USUK and anything else, well...there is a LOT of USUK already out there, though I do like them...
Bonus 1: If you do go the long term route with a male sub, OP would LOVE to see some prostate milking.
Bonus 2: Once the sub is allowed to come, the top makes them come again and again until they think they can't anymore. Begging to be put back into the chastity device (if using one) will make OP's panties explode.
Bonus 1: If you do go the long term route with a male sub, OP would LOVE to see some prostate milking.
Bonus 2: Once the sub is allowed to come, the top makes them come again and again until they think they can't anymore. Begging to be put back into the chastity device (if using one) will make OP's panties explode.
Seconded so hard for that sub!Germany.
anon would like to see a couple who have just or relatively recently had a baby rediscovering how awesome sex is. a woman's body undergoes many changes during and after pregnancy: boobs can get bigger, sex can actually physically feel different for the woman and man (sometimes just different, sometimes even better!), sensitivity can change, orgasms can feel different, all kinds of things happen! let's see it anons! probably best as an AU but doesn't have to be, and human or nation names are fine, doesn't matter for whichever setting you want to use. het self-cest and genderbends are perfectly fine too!
bonuses:
i. nordics! denmark/fem!norway strikes me as particularly interesting for this, but any combo of the northern family would be awesome.
ii. austria/hungary!
bonuses:
i. nordics! denmark/fem!norway strikes me as particularly interesting for this, but any combo of the northern family would be awesome.
ii. austria/hungary!
I would like to see a story based on the Cold Case episode "Cargo" [http://coldcase.wikia.com/wiki/Cargo]
Basically I want Ukraine being trafficked over to some country (doesn't have to be America, unless you want it to), and Character A finding her and trying to save her. A!Anon doesn't neccissarily need to do it from the police/cold case angle, and whether it's a happy ending or not is up to you~
Bonus 1: Ensamble cast
Bonus 2: You somehow incorporate this map (http://news.bbc.co.uk/nol/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/07/world_enl_1175074656/img/1.jpg)
Basically I want Ukraine being trafficked over to some country (doesn't have to be America, unless you want it to), and Character A finding her and trying to save her. A!Anon doesn't neccissarily need to do it from the police/cold case angle, and whether it's a happy ending or not is up to you~
Bonus 1: Ensamble cast
Bonus 2: You somehow incorporate this map (http://news.bbc.co.uk/nol/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/07/world_enl_1175074656/img/1.jpg)
Not entirely related but wasn't there a fill a while back where Ukraine was very upset about her girls getting trafficked so Russia took it upon himself to beat the living tar out of the ones responsible? I only mention it because I remember it as being very awesome.
Re: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/21382.html?replyto=8847757Ukraine/Any - Human Trafficking AU
(Anonymous) - 2012-02-04 22:32 (UTC) - ExpandA nation-tan is somehow incapacitated in such a way that they're left vulnerable to harm by normal humans, tortured/raped and severely injured (in my headcanon they can regenerate physical damage, but it takes a long time, and the mental damage takes longer). Another nation-tan who everyone thinks hates the victim decides to wreak bloody revenge on their behalf, much to everyone's surprise. During the suitably badass smackdown, they use the line from the climax of The Lies of Locke Lamora: "[name], my brother and my friend." (Or sister.)
I specifically DON'T want the vengeance-wreaker paired with the victim, but I do want an awkward "yeah, I don't hate you" when they come home covered in the attackers' blood, and background pairings are fine. I emphasise I want the torture done by non-nations, with the victim rendered incapable of stopping them - not sure how. And no graphic sex/torture with child characters, okay?
Bonus if the characters are picked from the following: any combo of China, Japan, and Korea (vengeful!Korea could be fun because of sheer unexpectedness, yeah? Then again, maybe he likes his brothers too much for this to fit); France and England (again, not picky about roles); or, if the rape/torture isn't written graphically, England avenging Sealand.
I specifically DON'T want the vengeance-wreaker paired with the victim, but I do want an awkward "yeah, I don't hate you" when they come home covered in the attackers' blood, and background pairings are fine. I emphasise I want the torture done by non-nations, with the victim rendered incapable of stopping them - not sure how. And no graphic sex/torture with child characters, okay?
Bonus if the characters are picked from the following: any combo of China, Japan, and Korea (vengeful!Korea could be fun because of sheer unexpectedness, yeah? Then again, maybe he likes his brothers too much for this to fit); France and England (again, not picky about roles); or, if the rape/torture isn't written graphically, England avenging Sealand.
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