In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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Okay, let's make history and be more epic than these people, shall we?
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And well, as explained before, America did not like to be ignored.
America let out a smirk, reaching into his pocket one last time and turning it up to low. That nervous twitch England was starting to get came, as he started to fidget microscopically and rub his pen a bit. Turn it up a notch to medium, England is crossing his legs and uncrossing then, and then recrossing, tapping his pen against his notebook and eyelids fluttering, sitting back in his chair and grabbing onto the arm rest.
England stood up suddenly, slamming the table. “Terrible sorry, I am feeling a bit… ill. Might I open a window and let some air in the room?” he asked, looking around the table. Everyone nodded, some doing a ‘I guess’ kind of shrug. England nodded and began to walk over to the window.
Germany continued. “And as you all can see by these charts, if we do increase the amount of gas flow going into Germany we should be able to produce more fuel efficient ca-“
Germany was cut off by England, letting out a VERY loud moan. Everyone’s heads snapped over to where the sound came from, seeing England on his hands and knees on the ground, shaking violently. He fell onto the ground a short moment after, rolling onto his back while pushing his hips up, trying to grab into the carpet.
Everyone might have thought what was going on was provocative until…
“HE’S HAVING A HEART ATTACK!”
No one knows who shouted it. They only know that in no time people were racing over to his side, taking every cry that he yelled out as a sign of ‘heart attack’. Japan was right next to England trying to play nurse as Denmark was sent to go get help, axe-cutting the door down as he ran out (rather unnecessarily, seeing as how the guards unlocked the doors only a moment before).
America, sure that no one was watching, took out his handy dandy remote and give it a kiss with a small laugh. Then he felt someone behind him. He tried to re-stash it in his pocket but it was too late. A hand came down on his shoulder, and America looked up to see France standing there.
France only grinned back down at him, taking the empty seat next to America. “Ah! I knew it!” he said with a grin, holding a hand out. “Hand that over for a moment…”
America was hesitant, but he liked that gleam France had in his eye as he said it. America handed it over, a bit nervously, watching as France turned it off and pulled out a random screw driver from god knows where in his coat.
Following this was a pair of reading glasses, that France put on as he opened the device up, starting to fiddle around with it a bit. “I am quite the expert with these, you know. Used them many times.” He gloated, with a smile. He continued to fiddle around with it a bit more, before snapping it closed and putting the remote back in America’s hand, screw driver down on the table.
“Now try it.” He said with a grin, looking over at England still on the ground with people on either side of him. He was sitting up now, a little light in the head but looking like he was starting to regain his normal attitude, trying to tell everyone how he was fine. They were about to help him stand up when America flipped it on high once more.
Whatever reaction Arthur had before seemed like a mild reaction compared to what happened now. His knees instantly gave out again, falling back as Sweden and Norway tried to help him up, head tilting back and back arching, toes curled as he let out another moan. This one nearly blew the socks off of America, who would only sit there with the biggest grin on his face, looking down at the remote as if god itself was in his hands. He turned to look at France, who just sat there nonchalantly in his chair with a calm smile as if he did this for a living, motioning over to England.
“Go to him, America. You know what you must do now.” he stated.
“For this, I stop making bad jokes about your snails!” America said, putting the remote in his pocket and leaping up to go run over to where the action was happening. (well, maybe not… but he would repay France somehow!)
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“OH GOD! Look at him! Having another heart attack and so out of breath! NOT TO WORRY, I AM A HERO AND HEROS KNOW CVS!”
America meant CPR, but every pretty much got the idea of that when he leaned down and put his mouth over England’s.
He knew exactly what was going to happen. It was going to be the final step in this little game and make America come out as the winner. Just this one little push, and England was going to jump him right in front of everyone and blow his own cover while America stayed the ‘innocent little hero who just wanted to help’.
England blinked a few times, before that lust filled his eyes again and he reacted. His body was in full control now, all logic be damned and tossed right out the window. He, in a sudden fit of strength, pushed America up into a sitting position, climbing right onto his lip and wrapping his arms around America’s neck, letting out a moan and the muffling it as he crashed his lips against America’s.
America even went as far as the play the ‘Whaaaa? I’m being kissed now?!’ idiot who had no idea what was going on for a few moments, before he responded and wrapped his arms around England’s mid-section and pulled his hips in, getting another delicious moan out of the incoherently horny nation currently attacking his mouth with his own.
Boo-yeah. Hook, line, sinker, and spontaneous sexual intercourse.
England separated his mouth from America’s for a moment, growling out “I hate you…” before kissing him again, starting to tear off his jacket, separated his mouth again, said “I bloody hate you” and then slid his tongue right back into America’s mouth, kissing once more. And every few moments, it happened again but with a special little twist every time. Go die in a fire, I fucking bloody hate you, should have killed you when I had the chance, you’re sleeping on the couch anytime to come to visit from now on, go fuck yourself…
The other nations stood there for a moment, eyes wide with shock. This was turning out to be the most interesting meeting they had ever had…
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“GUYS! GUYS I GOT THE NURSSsssssssssSSS WOAH NOTHING TO SEE THERE!” he said, turning right back around and pushes the nurses all out again.
Germany and the Italians were the first to leave, Germany and South Italy rushing out North Italy faster than you could say ‘what the hell is England doing with his tongue down America’s throat?!’. Spain followed right after South Italy, then the rest of the nations seemed to soundlessly agree they should leave the room slowly and never speak of this again, pretty sure England was just fine and not having spontaneous heart attacks.
France was the last to leave, with a chuckle, eyeing the little security camera in the top corner of the conference room to make sure it was recording before heading out.
Everyone had the rights to that security tape, after all. He would be making VERY good use of that.
And so went the story about how America discovered how bloody brilliant he was at playing the game, England got his ‘sexual scandal’ tabloid super-stardom, France started his ‘security tape’ collection, and England and America’s relationship went public.
After it was all over, England got at least one thing out of it besides being crowned ‘first person bent over world conference table and screwed like no tomarrow’ (oh lord, those poor maids. They had an interesting mess to clean that day in several places…)
England had one thing though, to replace that lost pride. No matter what, no matter FUCKING what, he was going to get his revenge. America was going down with him, and he was going to score a point in this game.
It was ON now. After all, the game never ends. This was only the BEGINNING to years upon years of play.
They both knew the rules. They both knew the point-score. England was scoring more and beating America even if it was the last thing he did with his sanity.
Now, it was all up to whoever was the best at playing it.
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FIN~
Now children, Ego-mama-anon had poured a lot of her sweat, blood, and tears into this fic. The more you comment about how amazing this is, the more ego this anon gets. That means more epic stories.
EVERYTHING APPRECIATED. GLOMPS, RAPE, PROMISED FIRST BORNS OR ANYTHING RANDOM YOU CAN THINK OF.
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grammar-wise it's much better than your previous fics on this meme. there are still some spelling issues ('barley' should be 'barely' and 'tomarrow' should be 'tomorrow'), but overall you've greatly improved. if you're not using microsoft word or another word processor with a built-in spellcheck, there are several on the internet. like this one (http://orangoo.com/spell/), which was just the first thing that popped up when i looked on google. :P
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Thanks for the comment! I DO use Word documents to spell check through before I post them up, but once again I seem to be the MASTER of spelling mistakes. I epic fail so hard, even WORD gives up on me. xD Trust me, if I DIDN'T use word my work would look like a 2 year old was given a type-writer and told to make fics with it. xP
EGO ANON. IMPROVING AS HER EGO GROWS EVER SO LARGER. (and as I realize some people on here care if I spell them werds gewd or nawt. xD)
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This is absolutly amazin and I just loved France coming out of fucking nowhere
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FRANCE. APPEARING OUT OF ANYWHERE TO REEK HAVOC.
You know, France appears out of NO WHERE a fucking LOT in my fics. O________O
I think I have a secret fetish for his superior creeper-ness. >___>
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I can't even begin to describe how giddy you have made me Ego-anon. I was given one hundred dollars for Christmas, if I could somehow poof it to you, it'd be in your hands RIGHT NOW.
I LOVE IT. LOVE. NOT LOVED. LOVE, AS IN STILL DO. AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU. *kisses your feet*
And I am totally NOT printing it out to keep in the back of my folder so I can read it EVERYWHERE, EVERYDAY.
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I feel so happy you are pleased with it! =D AND THAT MY WORK IS WORTH MONEY. MAYBE I SHOULD BE A WHORE FOR A LIVING, OHBBY. (imagines ego-anon sitting in corner writing at strip club) .... yeeeeaaaahhhhh, whore writer. xD
LOL D00D I feel your pain. I have totally done that as well... printed out fanfics and just carry them around in case of sudden lulz attack. xD I am touched. Nonsexually in the heart area.
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BUT THE FILL WAS ONLY FUCKING AMAZING BECAUSE THE REQUEST WAS! <33
I feel bad for all the things I do the poor England though. xD HE WILL GET HIS REVENGE ONE DAYYYYY!!!
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NOTABLY: DENMARK AND HIS DOOR AXE-CUTTING (I LOVE YOU FOR THIS, IF HES NOT LIKE THIS IN CANON I AM GOING TO BE SO FUCKING DISAPPOINTED (or, have we had strips with him already?:O)), RAPE-PREVENTING HAND-CHECKING, ITALY WITH HIS PASTA (I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING, BRILLIANT BRILLIANT BRILLIANT), FRANCIS AND HIS SECURITY CAMERA, HOT SEX---NOT EVEN CAPSLOCK CAN EXPRESS MY COMPLETE LOVE FOR THIS <3
Thank you so much for this gem <3 JUST WHAT I NEEDED
HAPPY HOLIDAYS~
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NOT EVEN THE CAPSLOCK CAN EXPLAIN HOW MUCH YOUR COMMENTS MEAN TO ME! =D
Happy holidays to you tooooo~~~
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A very hot set of fics, making this kink meme full of US/UK awesomeness.
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I LOVE YOU MORE FOR MENTIONING DENMARK'S AXING, BTW
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-accepts the firstborn- Rumplestilkin would be jellin like a mellon if he saw how many first borns I am gettin. xD I AM LIKE SUPER-STILTSKIN. D:< LIKE AN AMERICAN RUMPLESTILTSKIN (cause we all know anything america is automatically a hero!)
DONT WORRY. I SHALL BE PLEASING THIS THREAD FOR A LONG TIME. As long as I keep getting these amazing US/UK requests!
Naw, I also have a habit of snagging Spain/romano fics... GOD DAMN THESE AMAZING PAIRINGS.
ah yeah.... the axeing. Totally needed. TOTALLY. I can't wait for scans with him in it...
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If he doesn't appear soon I'll show up at Himaruya's door and crave for him like a kink meme!anon craving for smut zombie craving for brains 8D
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OTHER THAN THAT, AMAZING.
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