Fur Pimp 1/2
anonymous
January 6 2010, 04:36:07 UTC
It was almost like a movie, America thought. He was running on a long dark street for his life with a sociopath out for his blood. Yes, it was just like a horror movie and America hated horror movies
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Camping Trip
anonymous
January 6 2010, 09:21:55 UTC
:D
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They could no longer remember who suggested the ridiculous family bonding session, nor how they ended up camping somewhere in the middle of America (the landmass of course). But they were very sure of two things.
One: Fishing isn’t as innocent and relaxing a past time as those foreign infomercials for Swiss knives make it out to be…
”OH MY GOD. FUCKING PIRANHAS. FUCKING PIRANHAS!”
“Get the pan, eh!” Clonk. Clonk.
“OH MY G-WHAT THE FUCK! ENGLAND YOU HAVE INSECTS ON YOUR FOREHEAD!”
“Insects…what? …America, you bloody TARD, those are my eyebr-“
“WHAT THE-FUCKING PIRANHAS!”
“Amerique, please let go of my face.”And two: A certain someone forgot to tell them about the bears
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I remember reading that Russia is afraid of the dark. Can't remember if it was actual canon or just someone's head canon, but whatever.
I want fic about Russia's phobia. Preferably with some country finding out about it, in spite of Russia's efforts to keep it a secret. The reasons behind the fear and the other country comforting an embarrassed but still pretty damn scared Russia would be fabulous.
Room Made of Glass [1/2]
anonymous
January 8 2010, 03:22:31 UTC
IDK... I don't even ship FraCan. But this ended up being FraCan anyway. Well. France just works like that. Dunno, this might be totally random. Sorry. m(_ _)m;;; I hope you enjoy anyway.Canada feels a bit of a chill on his naked body and shudders, his skin getting goosebumpy
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Room Made of Glass [2/2]
anonymous
January 8 2010, 03:23:21 UTC
"Hm... no," France says then, suddenly, and removes his fingers to which Canada sighs sadly. "Sorry, love, but if I get to keep playing with you, our audience will definitely be jealous of me."
Canada almost opens his eyes then, to look at France curiously. France laughs. "You are so cute, my little Canada... but the best thing is that you are also strong and vigorous like a big young bear. I think they should see that side of you as well, don't you think?"
Canada blushes then, he is sure he does. It's a pleased blush.
France snakes his arms around his back. "Kiss me, darling."
The End? For now at least? ^^;;;;; I'm sorry, I'll write more if I manage but my brain just totally refused to think of any continuation I'd actually like here. Or if somebody else wants to continue, feel free to?
Re: Room Made of Glass [2/2]
anonymous
January 8 2010, 04:50:35 UTC
o//////o Oh dear god, that was ridiculously hot. Like, you have no idea. I'm in a freezing cold room, but reading this actually made me physically sweat a little.
Re: 1963, the Élysée Treaty
anonymous
January 6 2010, 21:02:31 UTC
I remember that - it was the Elysee treaty, but it was interpreted as an awkward date that lead to more rather than an arranged marriage. And as an old fan of arranged!marriage!fic, I second this.
Re: 1963, the Élysée Treaty
anonymous
January 7 2010, 05:31:30 UTC
I was under the impression that it was a politically arranged marriage (what with their bosses present at the signing), although I'm not sure we're thinking of the same thing. :P
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PETA('s personification)
...is coming to town.
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Camping Trip
They could no longer remember who suggested the ridiculous family bonding session, nor how they ended up camping somewhere in the middle of America (the landmass of course). But they were very sure of two things.
One: Fishing isn’t as innocent and relaxing a past time as those foreign infomercials for Swiss knives make it out to be…
”OH MY GOD. FUCKING PIRANHAS. FUCKING PIRANHAS!”
“Get the pan, eh!” Clonk. Clonk.
“OH MY G-WHAT THE FUCK! ENGLAND YOU HAVE INSECTS ON YOUR FOREHEAD!”
“Insects…what? …America, you bloody TARD, those are my eyebr-“
“WHAT THE-FUCKING PIRANHAS!”
“Amerique, please let go of my face.”And two: A certain someone forgot to tell them about the bears ( ... )
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I want fic about Russia's phobia. Preferably with some country finding out about it, in spite of Russia's efforts to keep it a secret. The reasons behind the fear and the other country comforting an embarrassed but still pretty damn scared Russia would be fabulous.
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I'm pretty fond of America or France, but I'm good with almost anyone but China. Not that picky about it, my dear hopefully-writer!anon.
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Canada is always being ignored, right? Because of that, he has a thing for being watched while he's having sex.
The identity of the participants is up to the filler.
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Canada almost opens his eyes then, to look at France curiously. France laughs. "You are so cute, my little Canada... but the best thing is that you are also strong and vigorous like a big young bear. I think they should see that side of you as well, don't you think?"
Canada blushes then, he is sure he does. It's a pleased blush.
France snakes his arms around his back. "Kiss me, darling."
The End? For now at least? ^^;;;;; I'm sorry, I'll write more if I manage but my brain just totally refused to think of any continuation I'd actually like here.
Or if somebody else wants to continue, feel free to?
Omake
Canada: ^///^ Can Kumajirou-san watch us too?
France: ...
Canada: ^//////^?
France: ......
Canada: ^/////////^??
France: ....... no.
Canada: Aww...
Kuma: Who?
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...I humbly beg for moar.
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Bonus 1 : France and Germany get married. It is very much an arranged marriage.
Bonus 2 : England, America, etc go WUT!?
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America tries to take revenge, beginning with France. But France expected this and has backup in Russia and America ends up at their mercy again.
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On it!
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