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Fem!Prussia disguises herself as a man and rides off to war in her aging fathers place (Old Fritz or Germania, perhaps).
Cue her struggling to keep up her disguise, making friends among her fellow soldiers and trying to end the war (bonus points if she discovers that she really really likes fighting and bloodshedin arousing ways).
But then:
She get's captured by the enemy, finds out their leader is a pretty interesting dude who finds her just as interesting when he discovers she's a girl masquerading as a man. Hate/fascinated/passionate sex follows and fem!Prussia has to deal with the dilemna of what to do.
Stay with hot new lover who promises to spare her family or do the heroic thing, leave/kill him and save her country.
Bonus:
- Love interest is Russia, Mangary or England (or hell I'm not opposed to a Xena-style female love interest if you wanna go that way)
- She also somewhat fancies the Captain of her squad, making the decision even harder
Cue her struggling to keep up her disguise, making friends among her fellow soldiers and trying to end the war (bonus points if she discovers that she really really likes fighting and bloodshed
But then:
She get's captured by the enemy, finds out their leader is a pretty interesting dude who finds her just as interesting when he discovers she's a girl masquerading as a man. Hate/fascinated/passionate sex follows and fem!Prussia has to deal with the dilemna of what to do.
Stay with hot new lover who promises to spare her family or do the heroic thing, leave/kill him and save her country.
Bonus:
- Love interest is Russia, Mangary or England (or hell I'm not opposed to a Xena-style female love interest if you wanna go that way)
- She also somewhat fancies the Captain of her squad, making the decision even harder
I love this prompt and am thinking of filling... Do you have a name preference for fem!Prussia?
Nation A visits Russia for political/diplomatic reasons. Keen to be a good host, Russia keeps offering Nation A things to eat and drink - sandwiches, cake, vodka, tea, would A prefer something hot, it'll only take a minute. Nation A is too scared/polite to say no, and ends up stuffing him/herself.
Bonus 1: Nation A panics because s/he's far too full to get up, let alone run away, and now s/he's convinced that was Russia's plan all along.
Bonus 2: Russia gives A bellyrubs.
Bonus 3: Burping/farts.
Bonus 1: Nation A panics because s/he's far too full to get up, let alone run away, and now s/he's convinced that was Russia's plan all along.
Bonus 2: Russia gives A bellyrubs.
Bonus 3: Burping/farts.
Well, as much as I love America, even I will admit his voice can get… Annoying at times. I would expect that most of the countries think the same thing.
So, what I want to see is America and Canada doing it for the first time, and Canada being very surprised (and turned on) by America’s sex voice, which is a complete 180 from his normal voice. AU, canon, whatever, I don’t really care, though smut is a must (obviously). Also, America on top, please~
So, what I want to see is America and Canada doing it for the first time, and Canada being very surprised (and turned on) by America’s sex voice, which is a complete 180 from his normal voice. AU, canon, whatever, I don’t really care, though smut is a must (obviously). Also, America on top, please~
um um um okay... I see what I can do /maytakeabloodywhile/
Based on this: http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc7ad1Upjp1qil4c2o1_400.jpg
I wish this would be filled
Because communication is sexy.
Before a kinky scene, a nation has a general idea of what he/she's into, and needs some help condensing and communicating those ideas to their new (or relatively new) play partner.
So they fill out a kink worksheet for this purpose and hand it over: http://i.imgur.com/ebcqZ.png
(If you don't like this sheet, there are plenty of BDSM negotiation checklists out there for you to choose from. Many of them are huge though, and I think that this one is more efficient and concise)
Before a kinky scene, a nation has a general idea of what he/she's into, and needs some help condensing and communicating those ideas to their new (or relatively new) play partner.
So they fill out a kink worksheet for this purpose and hand it over: http://i.imgur.com/ebcqZ.png
(If you don't like this sheet, there are plenty of BDSM negotiation checklists out there for you to choose from. Many of them are huge though, and I think that this one is more efficient and concise)
Seconded and might fill.
Anon would like a fic in which Finland is a hermaphrodite, intersex, anything but genderbent, and Sweden eats him out.
Bonus: Sweden jerks off on Finland's face afterward.
Bonus: Sweden jerks off on Finland's face afterward.
Title means "Under the root of the mountain" in Swedish. Taken from Finntroll, which have absolutely nothing to do with this except for filling my brains with weird ideas with their music.
Norse mythology: He is the goddess of Helheim, where those who die the straw death (= don't fall in battle) go; the Gjöll is a river that leads to Helheim. It isn't necessarily what's going on here, just Berwald's interpretation. Enjoy if you can ;D
In the early hours of the morning, he beheld the mountain. It called him, and Berwald wasn’t sure why; the sun barely rose above the hill, making it gleam in orange light, but what he heard was a song, and where it came from, he didn’t know.
In the late hours of sundown, he beheld the mountain again. He could hear its people calling.
He climbed down the rocks framing the blood red river. He was a tall, stoic man; his father had been a Viking still, but under the influence of his Christian mother he had been baptized.
He wondered where he would go when he died. Would the Heaven his mother told tales of be open for him, or would he fall as a soldier and go to Valhalla? Or would Hel consider him unworthy of either and kiss him with her icy mouth?
He did not know; he descended a rocky path and a river was by his side and he thought of the Gjöll.
The river went into the mountain, and he stood in front of a gaping opening. The laughter and chants of the folk underneath the very root surrounded him, and he climbed down.
He found himself in a tavern of trollfolk.
He sat down at a round table, waiting. He watched all of them wearily; the big ones in the corner, with their empty eyes and long noses; the musicians, playing instruments of gruesome origins, a green shade to their skin Berwald was sure wasn’t painted on; the many-legged girls on the stage, lifting their skirts to reveal what they so generously possessed.
He drank something. It was of a poisonous orange colour.
There was a man or a boy or a… a what? A troll; a fae; Hel in the body of a man, a blond someone, and he was watching him, yet when Berwald looked back at him, the boy turned red and trembled and recoiled.
He was gone as soon as he had stolen Berwald’s heart.
A Song of Ancient Fathers sounded around him, and from within he felt the words to it, bubbling up in his ribcage, trying to fall out and make him sing it too.
He remembered the man or the boy or the someone, and he ran.
He beheld the mountain from afar, fearing the song that would damn him to be at the mercy of the children of the tribe of the rocks, yet at the next sundown he was there again.
The stones were still foreign under his feet, scraping his clothing, but he slithered into the cavern and was greeted by its songs and cheers.
The boy’s smile was hesitant, but it was there. Berwald had never been good at talking and was even worse at letting his body talk, so when he approached him, tall and looming and cryptic behind icy blue eyes, it was normal that the small one, the someone, receded.
The song of ancient fathers sounded again, and the boy’s eyes were wide. He looked to his sides, then leaned up to Berwald and said, “Tino”.
They both ran off in different directions.
Each morning at sunrise he beheld the mountains, and returned at sundown, and under the root of the mountain were a cave and a tavern and a man named Tino with smiles who trembled less and less as he learned to read him.
Berwald slept during the day and only lived during the night, when he could come and see Tino’s wide smiles and his laughter and his warmth, yet it was good, because Berwald fell in love, and love was good.
Tino was not even remotely Christian. His tongue twisted the words of Berwald’s language in a way that made it sure that he had more in common with the Pagan Finns from across the sea than his own people; his eyes shown in a violet colour that no human should ever possess; and when his smile was really, really wide, Berwald could see a hint of tusks in his lower jaw. He was a troll, or something similar.
Berwald still asked him to be his wife.
Norse mythology: He is the goddess of Helheim, where those who die the straw death (= don't fall in battle) go; the Gjöll is a river that leads to Helheim. It isn't necessarily what's going on here, just Berwald's interpretation. Enjoy if you can ;D
In the early hours of the morning, he beheld the mountain. It called him, and Berwald wasn’t sure why; the sun barely rose above the hill, making it gleam in orange light, but what he heard was a song, and where it came from, he didn’t know.
In the late hours of sundown, he beheld the mountain again. He could hear its people calling.
He climbed down the rocks framing the blood red river. He was a tall, stoic man; his father had been a Viking still, but under the influence of his Christian mother he had been baptized.
He wondered where he would go when he died. Would the Heaven his mother told tales of be open for him, or would he fall as a soldier and go to Valhalla? Or would Hel consider him unworthy of either and kiss him with her icy mouth?
He did not know; he descended a rocky path and a river was by his side and he thought of the Gjöll.
The river went into the mountain, and he stood in front of a gaping opening. The laughter and chants of the folk underneath the very root surrounded him, and he climbed down.
He found himself in a tavern of trollfolk.
He sat down at a round table, waiting. He watched all of them wearily; the big ones in the corner, with their empty eyes and long noses; the musicians, playing instruments of gruesome origins, a green shade to their skin Berwald was sure wasn’t painted on; the many-legged girls on the stage, lifting their skirts to reveal what they so generously possessed.
He drank something. It was of a poisonous orange colour.
There was a man or a boy or a… a what? A troll; a fae; Hel in the body of a man, a blond someone, and he was watching him, yet when Berwald looked back at him, the boy turned red and trembled and recoiled.
He was gone as soon as he had stolen Berwald’s heart.
A Song of Ancient Fathers sounded around him, and from within he felt the words to it, bubbling up in his ribcage, trying to fall out and make him sing it too.
He remembered the man or the boy or the someone, and he ran.
He beheld the mountain from afar, fearing the song that would damn him to be at the mercy of the children of the tribe of the rocks, yet at the next sundown he was there again.
The stones were still foreign under his feet, scraping his clothing, but he slithered into the cavern and was greeted by its songs and cheers.
The boy’s smile was hesitant, but it was there. Berwald had never been good at talking and was even worse at letting his body talk, so when he approached him, tall and looming and cryptic behind icy blue eyes, it was normal that the small one, the someone, receded.
The song of ancient fathers sounded again, and the boy’s eyes were wide. He looked to his sides, then leaned up to Berwald and said, “Tino”.
They both ran off in different directions.
Each morning at sunrise he beheld the mountains, and returned at sundown, and under the root of the mountain were a cave and a tavern and a man named Tino with smiles who trembled less and less as he learned to read him.
Berwald slept during the day and only lived during the night, when he could come and see Tino’s wide smiles and his laughter and his warmth, yet it was good, because Berwald fell in love, and love was good.
Tino was not even remotely Christian. His tongue twisted the words of Berwald’s language in a way that made it sure that he had more in common with the Pagan Finns from across the sea than his own people; his eyes shown in a violet colour that no human should ever possess; and when his smile was really, really wide, Berwald could see a hint of tusks in his lower jaw. He was a troll, or something similar.
Berwald still asked him to be his wife.
Under Bergets Rot [4.5/5]( aka Author!Anon forgot something)
(Anonymous) - 2013-02-24 18:00 (UTC) - ExpandAlfred and Ludwig have been together for a bit, but there's one serious problem: Ludwig acts decidedly more at ease with affection from and toward his friend, Feliciano, than from or toward Alfred. Many people assume that Feliciano is Ludwig's lover and Alfred just a buddy, and Alfred himself can't help but wonder if that's what Ludwig would prefer. In actuality, Ludwig is just more used to Feliciano being affectionate as he's always acted that way while Alfred only started acting that when they started dating. The answer to this problem? The magic of communication! :D
I don't mind side shipping, but please ask before adding any because I dislike a lot of the common ones.
Bonus: The whole thing comes to a head when Alfred goes over to Ludwig's one day and finds Feliciano in bed with him. Not being aware of Feliciano's habit of letting himself in at night, Alfred trips the fuck out. I would like it very much if he cried.
Double bonus: Feliciano is straight and/or already dating someone else.
I don't mind side shipping, but please ask before adding any because I dislike a lot of the common ones.
Bonus: The whole thing comes to a head when Alfred goes over to Ludwig's one day and finds Feliciano in bed with him. Not being aware of Feliciano's habit of letting himself in at night, Alfred trips the fuck out. I would like it very much if he cried.
Double bonus: Feliciano is straight and/or already dating someone else.
I've started writing a fill for this. I'm about 2700 words in. I'm not writing a very long fill, I hope you don't mind! Also, I made Ludwig and Feliciano roomies? Is that okay?
I want to see Prussia bursting into a world meeting with a boom box, blasting the stereotype song by Your Favorite Martian ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZOOm7NdTqo ). More than anything, I want to see Prussia hamming it up, singing along and offending the hell out of everyone in the room, and everyone’s reactions to their stereotype.
It would be preferred for no OC’s. I know there are several countries mentioned in the song that aren’t in Hetalia so far, but I believe in you guys enough to find a creative way to work around that xD
Bonus points if Prussia somehow ropes Canada into it, and he ends up joining in the singing.
Moar bonus points if some nations are actually more offended by not being in the song (like Germany).
It would be preferred for no OC’s. I know there are several countries mentioned in the song that aren’t in Hetalia so far, but I believe in you guys enough to find a creative way to work around that xD
Bonus points if Prussia somehow ropes Canada into it, and he ends up joining in the singing.
Moar bonus points if some nations are actually more offended by not being in the song (like Germany).
Might fill for this one.
The Nations reactions to this scene: http://youtu.be/VMqcLUqYqrs from The Newsroom.
Australia/Girl!NZ - Making a kink list and going through it
(Anonymous) 2012-11-21 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)The pair of them make a list of all the kinks they've ever wanted to try and attempt to do all of them, with greater success in some than others.
Examples: Public/Outdoor sex, in a closet during a conference meetings, bondage, toys, pegging, roleplay, a threesome with another nation etc.
Anything you feel it's IC for these two to want to try out :D
Examples: Public/Outdoor sex, in a closet during a conference meetings, bondage, toys, pegging, roleplay, a threesome with another nation etc.
Anything you feel it's IC for these two to want to try out :D
Re: Australia/Girl!NZ - Making a kink list and going through it
(Anonymous) 2012-11-25 08:14 am (UTC)(link)Seconded!
Could be from Henry VII all the way to Elizabeth, or somewhere in between, just wondering where was England in all of it.
Bonus: appearances by other nations with or without monarchs/rulers
Bonus: appearances by other nations with or without monarchs/rulers
I just want Australia jerking off with another dude.
Or just some hot frotting.
I think my only requirement is that Nation A is not New Zealand or England.
Bonus: It's in the sauna
Bonus 2: Nation A is younger than Australia (I guess that would be shota)
I'm so sorry
Or just some hot frotting.
I think my only requirement is that Nation A is not New Zealand or England.
Bonus: It's in the sauna
Bonus 2: Nation A is younger than Australia (I guess that would be shota)
Re: Australia/Any male nation - Frottage or Masturbation
(Anonymous) 2012-11-25 05:57 am (UTC)(link)Second and might fill
Belgium/Anyone - flirting gets in the way of relationship
(Anonymous) 2012-11-21 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)Belgium flirts. With everyone.
One day, she actually falls in love with a person. They have to see through her flirting. Can they actually do that? Belgium really wants it to work out, but it is hard...
So I wanna see Belgium go through a lot of trouble to convince her crush that she is serious this time, with said crush being skeptical of it.
When I say anyone, I mean anyone except for her brothers. Otherwise, honestly every pairing is fine with me - boy, girl, I don't mind.
Bonus: Happy ending!
Bonus 2: ...Smut? :)
One day, she actually falls in love with a person. They have to see through her flirting. Can they actually do that? Belgium really wants it to work out, but it is hard...
So I wanna see Belgium go through a lot of trouble to convince her crush that she is serious this time, with said crush being skeptical of it.
When I say anyone, I mean anyone except for her brothers. Otherwise, honestly every pairing is fine with me - boy, girl, I don't mind.
Bonus: Happy ending!
Bonus 2: ...Smut? :)
[ Hope Anon does not mind some SwissBelg with a lot of onesided Belg/Everyone but Ned, Spain, and Romano. ]
In a way, it was kind of cute how he was so protective of his little sister, and Belgium couldn't help but wonder if he would be so protective of her. He wondered if he would care for her almost identically, if not more intimately than he cared for the precious little Liechtenstein...
...oh, she was drooling again. She huffed, wiping the corners of her mouth and earning a sneer from her older brother. "What's the matter, sis? Thinking about some Swiss Chocolate?"
Oh, she bet his kisses tasted like dark chocolate too.
"Hush, Neddy," she hissed, watching him look up from his notes to chastised the Asian next to him about being passive. "I don't like him..."
"Is that why you scream his name at least twice a month?" the spiky haired Dutchman grinned, his dusty green eyes locking with her darker irises.
She gaped. "You're not quiet. I'd rather lot like to think my sister gets off fantasizing about a guy who won't go for her."
She scoffed, turning to him and whispering. "Oh, and how do you know, Ned?" she questioned, adding a hair flip to the end of the question. He rolled his eyes in annoyance, shaking his head.
"Because first, he finds you pretentious," he held up one finger. "And second, you're too big of a flirt. I don't even think you could be in a steady relationship." She crossed her arms and pouted.
"Miss Belgium, do you have anything to say?" the blond across from her asked, and she flushed. "Seeing as if you and your brother have more important things to discuss?"
"Well, Switzerland," she began, tossing him a friendly, cat-like grin. He rolled his eyes. "I must say, your idea is perfect for dealing with the issue at hand..."
"Which is?"
She froze. "Uhm..." she licked her lips. "You know... what you said."
"I think that the idea of being more environmentally friendly is a bit outrageous. People are using this whole thing to scam others and honestly, we cannot completely destroyed nature." Netherlands glanced at Switzerland who nodded his head.
"Exactly what I was saying, Netherlands." He glared back at her and sighed loudly. "Pay attention instead of making faces and trying to distract your brother, Belgium." She sank lower into her seat and nodded timidly. She continued the rest of the meeting in silence, stealing glances over at him. Surely, no guy could make her feel so tiny - and she had been chastised a lot in her life - so surely his opinion of her mattered quite a bit.
Oh, she had fallen.
She had fallen hard, on her ass, for a protective, uptight, cheap, gun-loving, cheese selling, chocolate eating Swiss man. She was heels over head and she wasn't going to let anything stop her from winning him over. Not her prick-of-a-brother Netherlands, not Boss Spain, and definitely not her "brother" Romano, whom was always so picky about who she dated or talked to. It was endearing, in her opinion, but she didn't need Romano's input on who she should and shouldn't talk to.
She straightened herself up, and quickly walked up to the blond male, her green us full of mischievous thoughts and plans. She tapped him on his shoulder and he turned his attention from Japan, quirking an eyebrow. "I'm busy Belgium."
"That's okay. I can wait. I just need to ask you something."
In a way, it was kind of cute how he was so protective of his little sister, and Belgium couldn't help but wonder if he would be so protective of her. He wondered if he would care for her almost identically, if not more intimately than he cared for the precious little Liechtenstein...
...oh, she was drooling again. She huffed, wiping the corners of her mouth and earning a sneer from her older brother. "What's the matter, sis? Thinking about some Swiss Chocolate?"
Oh, she bet his kisses tasted like dark chocolate too.
"Hush, Neddy," she hissed, watching him look up from his notes to chastised the Asian next to him about being passive. "I don't like him..."
"Is that why you scream his name at least twice a month?" the spiky haired Dutchman grinned, his dusty green eyes locking with her darker irises.
She gaped. "You're not quiet. I'd rather lot like to think my sister gets off fantasizing about a guy who won't go for her."
She scoffed, turning to him and whispering. "Oh, and how do you know, Ned?" she questioned, adding a hair flip to the end of the question. He rolled his eyes in annoyance, shaking his head.
"Because first, he finds you pretentious," he held up one finger. "And second, you're too big of a flirt. I don't even think you could be in a steady relationship." She crossed her arms and pouted.
"Miss Belgium, do you have anything to say?" the blond across from her asked, and she flushed. "Seeing as if you and your brother have more important things to discuss?"
"Well, Switzerland," she began, tossing him a friendly, cat-like grin. He rolled his eyes. "I must say, your idea is perfect for dealing with the issue at hand..."
"Which is?"
She froze. "Uhm..." she licked her lips. "You know... what you said."
"I think that the idea of being more environmentally friendly is a bit outrageous. People are using this whole thing to scam others and honestly, we cannot completely destroyed nature." Netherlands glanced at Switzerland who nodded his head.
"Exactly what I was saying, Netherlands." He glared back at her and sighed loudly. "Pay attention instead of making faces and trying to distract your brother, Belgium." She sank lower into her seat and nodded timidly. She continued the rest of the meeting in silence, stealing glances over at him. Surely, no guy could make her feel so tiny - and she had been chastised a lot in her life - so surely his opinion of her mattered quite a bit.
Oh, she had fallen.
She had fallen hard, on her ass, for a protective, uptight, cheap, gun-loving, cheese selling, chocolate eating Swiss man. She was heels over head and she wasn't going to let anything stop her from winning him over. Not her prick-of-a-brother Netherlands, not Boss Spain, and definitely not her "brother" Romano, whom was always so picky about who she dated or talked to. It was endearing, in her opinion, but she didn't need Romano's input on who she should and shouldn't talk to.
She straightened herself up, and quickly walked up to the blond male, her green us full of mischievous thoughts and plans. She tapped him on his shoulder and he turned his attention from Japan, quirking an eyebrow. "I'm busy Belgium."
"That's okay. I can wait. I just need to ask you something."
this may include humping Canada's Dildo sign
having relations by/on/with Austria's Fucking sign
adding fluids to Germany's Wank you get the idea
Can be with multiple nations.
having relations by/on/with Austria's Fucking sign
adding fluids to Germany's Wank you get the idea
Can be with multiple nations.
Estonia doing reps on his mouses, working his wrists and fingertips. Somehow this is hot.
Couples fight. No matter how stable or loving or wonderful they are, they fight sometimes. What I want to see is America and England having a minor fight over something petty and making up. Something more serious than making fun of England's eyebrows, but not the huge blowout where they tear each other down, nearly break-up, and then end in tearful apologies and glorious make-up sex. Just a minor thing where they both snap from stress or lose their tempers, but it can be fixed by a small kind gesture and apology/snuggling.
Bonus: Someone storms out of the room and they spend a few hours cooling down.
Bonus 2: They're both more or less equally at fault, but England is the first to admit he was wrong and do something about it.
Bonus: Someone storms out of the room and they spend a few hours cooling down.
Bonus 2: They're both more or less equally at fault, but England is the first to admit he was wrong and do something about it.
May fill for this one.
Under the influence of Turkey, the German bros discover the charms of hookah smoking and decide to buy one themselves. OP would love some oriental atmosphere with a big hookah as a must, and our manry Germans banging while playing with the fragrant smoke. No preference on topping/bottoming.
Oo, this is original! Is it a bad thing that I'm imagining all sorts of ways those hoses could be used...? /shot
Because hard femsub is so difficult to find in this fandom, and well, it's one of my kinks.
So, it's WWII, and to gain their help (or to cement getting their aid) for herself, her brother and her sister, Ukraine goes to America, China, England and France (can be as a group or separately) and offers a sweetener for the deal: her body, to use however they wish. They accept. (Perhaps it's considered rude to refuse such an offer in nation society? I'd rather that no one be a complete bastard.)
Whatever additional kinks and fetishes you'd like to add are fine, as long as they are relatively safe and sane. Dubcon is fine, but no outright noncon, please. Also, no scat, watersports or guro.
Bonus: At least one of them does her anally.
Bonus: England and France push her boundaries.
Bonus: In spite of the situation, underlying mutual respect.
So, it's WWII, and to gain their help (or to cement getting their aid) for herself, her brother and her sister, Ukraine goes to America, China, England and France (can be as a group or separately) and offers a sweetener for the deal: her body, to use however they wish. They accept. (Perhaps it's considered rude to refuse such an offer in nation society? I'd rather that no one be a complete bastard.)
Whatever additional kinks and fetishes you'd like to add are fine, as long as they are relatively safe and sane. Dubcon is fine, but no outright noncon, please. Also, no scat, watersports or guro.
Bonus: At least one of them does her anally.
Bonus: England and France push her boundaries.
Bonus: In spite of the situation, underlying mutual respect.
Seconding!
Also, by guro, do you mean the gory kind of guro? Because that definition is more of a western one, and I wasn't sure what you meant.
Also, by guro, do you mean the gory kind of guro? Because that definition is more of a western one, and I wasn't sure what you meant.
France and England have a long history of being enemies or friends depending on the year, but for the last century or so they've been allies but rivals. I imagine that Francis and Arthur, while they bicker, have a really strong bond, and in their most truthful moments, would never deny that they love each other very much, if only as friends/brothers.
I just want a story to highlight their friendship and how much they care about each other, without being a romantic thing (BUT, I don't mind if they've been lovers in the past, as long as they've established that they're better as family). Friendly dinners/outings, good-natured teasing about significant others, worrying for each others' safety, and comforting each other when they're upset. They know each other inside and out, better than possibly anyone else, and they're completely unguarded around each other, because there's no point hiding your emotions from someone who can read you like a book anyway.
Bonus 1: USUK? Not necessary, but I'd rather not pair Arthur with anyone else. Francis is free game (though I have thing for Franada), or he can be single.
Bonus 2: Don't lose the banter! It's what makes them so much fun! They can bicker as much as they want, as long as there's an undercurrent of familiarity and affection and a feeling that they don't REALLY want to hurt each other.
Bonus 3: I'm mostly looking for fluff, but one really emotional scene or two would be nice
I just want a story to highlight their friendship and how much they care about each other, without being a romantic thing (BUT, I don't mind if they've been lovers in the past, as long as they've established that they're better as family). Friendly dinners/outings, good-natured teasing about significant others, worrying for each others' safety, and comforting each other when they're upset. They know each other inside and out, better than possibly anyone else, and they're completely unguarded around each other, because there's no point hiding your emotions from someone who can read you like a book anyway.
Bonus 1: USUK? Not necessary, but I'd rather not pair Arthur with anyone else. Francis is free game (though I have thing for Franada), or he can be single.
Bonus 2: Don't lose the banter! It's what makes them so much fun! They can bicker as much as they want, as long as there's an undercurrent of familiarity and affection and a feeling that they don't REALLY want to hurt each other.
Bonus 3: I'm mostly looking for fluff, but one really emotional scene or two would be nice
and maybe filling, but I'm not quite good enough and I want this to be done well. Hard.
Re: France+England - Deep Platonic Love and Friendship
(Anonymous) - 2012-12-02 02:54 (UTC) - ExpandI'm not sure if it's true, but I've read stories about straight guys (not to imply either of these two is totally straight of course) who sometimes jerk off with their friends, and it's not a big deal. I just want to see America and Canada in a situation like this. Situation is up to anon, though walking in on each other or morning wood are both options. I'm not looking for incest, but it's okay if maybe they get a little excitement from watching each other or lend each other a hand (but ONLY a hand).
Human AUs are acceptable, but if they do touch each other or check each other out, I'd prefer those particular kinks be kept to canon-verse stories.
Human AUs are acceptable, but if they do touch each other or check each other out, I'd prefer those particular kinks be kept to canon-verse stories.
Potential filler, here.
Any/Any - Sexual touching while asleep, waking up during.
(Anonymous) 2012-11-21 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)I want to see any established couple, where one person wakes up early and decides to give their partner a really nice wake-up call. I'd like some touching (teasing nipples, slow handjobs) to get their sleeping partner aroused without waking them up, and then for the sleeping partner to wake up in the middle of some kind of on-going sex. And REALLY enjoying it.
Obviously, I'd prefer that they have talked about this sort of thing in the past and established that they're both okay with it. Het or Slash is fine, but I'd prefer not yuri for this prompt.
Bonus: I like all the standard common pairings (USUK, GerIta, Spamano, RoChu, DenNor, SuFin, any combination of Frying Pangle, you get the drill), and pretty much ANY het pairing is fine, as is FrUK. Outside of these, I'm open to other pairs, just please ask.
Bonus 2: If the receiving nation is male, he wakes up in the middle of a blow job or being ridden. If the receiving nation is female, she wakes up to her lover inside her.
Obviously, I'd prefer that they have talked about this sort of thing in the past and established that they're both okay with it. Het or Slash is fine, but I'd prefer not yuri for this prompt.
Bonus: I like all the standard common pairings (USUK, GerIta, Spamano, RoChu, DenNor, SuFin, any combination of Frying Pangle, you get the drill), and pretty much ANY het pairing is fine, as is FrUK. Outside of these, I'm open to other pairs, just please ask.
Bonus 2: If the receiving nation is male, he wakes up in the middle of a blow job or being ridden. If the receiving nation is female, she wakes up to her lover inside her.
Re: Any/Any - Sexual touching while asleep, waking up during.
(Anonymous) 2012-12-01 03:46 am (UTC)(link)Totally will do this <3 And right now, I'm thinking Austria and Fem!Prussia, if that is okay with you. I also could do Rochu or Dennor instead :3
Actual history-wise, Prussia was actually a portion of the Baltic Peninsula before the Teutonic knights invaded. My headcanon is that the Teutonic Knights actually kidnapped him and assimilated him into their type of person, slowly making his language die out. From there, he got strong enough to never be conquered again, etc. So, when he gets his adorable little brother, he does everything in his power to make sure that Germany never gets taken away from him, even preferring to hand himself over to the USSR instead of letting Russia touch his little bro.
However, Germany being Germany is very interested in history and wonders what Prussia's actual story is. But Prussia changes the subject every time, etc.
I'd like to see something with this. Whether Prussia ever ends up telling him or no, I'd just really like to see this.
However, Germany being Germany is very interested in history and wonders what Prussia's actual story is. But Prussia changes the subject every time, etc.
I'd like to see something with this. Whether Prussia ever ends up telling him or no, I'd just really like to see this.
I want tall, chubby, jiggly Russia with a nation who is much shorter, and skinny or petite. Russia adores his tiny partner because he can pick him/her right up and can surround him/her completely, protecting him/her. The other nation loves snuggling up against Russia's bulk, sitting on his lap, and sinking into his plush fleshy stomach.
Bonus: Russia is super gentle in bed and his partner has to tell him it's okay to be a little rough, s/he can take it.
Bonus 2: A third nation flippantly wonders aloud how Russia and his partner have sex and is promptly treated to a frank explanation by Russia.
Bonus: Russia is super gentle in bed and his partner has to tell him it's okay to be a little rough, s/he can take it.
Bonus 2: A third nation flippantly wonders aloud how Russia and his partner have sex and is promptly treated to a frank explanation by Russia.
how does op feel about Russia/Seychelles?
UK siblings, others - Other nations find out that England's brothers do care about him
(Anonymous) 2012-11-21 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)England doesn't show up for a meeting/doesn't keep an appointment with friends. The other nations are concerned and someone rings his phone, only to have Scotland or Wales answer, saying that England is sick and will be out of action for a while.
Some of the other nations, having spent years listening to England complain about his brothers and hor horrible they are, leap to the conclusion that Scotland and Wales have hurt England in some way and go to his house to mount a daring rescue mission.
They discover England sick in bed, with Scotland and Wales fussing over him, bringing him tea and hot water bottles and extra pillows and generally being huge mother hens.
Bonus 1: The Republic of Ireland is downstairs in the kitchen making England some broth.
Bonus 2: England sends a text to another nation along the lines of "they won't let me out of bed" and the other nation takes it to mean England is literally tied or chained to the bed.
Bonus 3: A nation sees Scotland/Wales/Ireland making soup/tea/hot chocolate/lemon drink for England, assumes it's an evil potion, and spills it.
Some of the other nations, having spent years listening to England complain about his brothers and hor horrible they are, leap to the conclusion that Scotland and Wales have hurt England in some way and go to his house to mount a daring rescue mission.
They discover England sick in bed, with Scotland and Wales fussing over him, bringing him tea and hot water bottles and extra pillows and generally being huge mother hens.
Bonus 1: The Republic of Ireland is downstairs in the kitchen making England some broth.
Bonus 2: England sends a text to another nation along the lines of "they won't let me out of bed" and the other nation takes it to mean England is literally tied or chained to the bed.
Bonus 3: A nation sees Scotland/Wales/Ireland making soup/tea/hot chocolate/lemon drink for England, assumes it's an evil potion, and spills it.
Re: UK siblings, others - Other nations find out that England's brothers do care about him
(Anonymous) 2012-11-22 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)Cute!
Re: UK siblings, others - Other nations find out that England's brothers do care about him
(Anonymous) - 2013-06-10 15:40 (UTC) - ExpandSo basically the super-rare-pair Estonimerica. I don't care how you get them together, through computer-tech or seeing eachother at an eyedoctor... whatever. Just somehow, this pair.
No smut tho' please, especially since this is like them /just/ getting together.
No smut tho' please, especially since this is like them /just/ getting together.
My friend and I were just about to write a story like this! If you wait for a bit, we'll get it done and up here. :D
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