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So. I got bored so here are drabbles. 8D I promise I will make a legitimate entry soon. God, so many convention pics to upload, so little time. FUCK YOU, BAND CAMP
( oh god what did I even write )
( oh god what did I even write )
SO. MUCH. AMERICA/CANADA/AMERICA. *whimper*
And it's so good... T_T Oh my god, this has completely and utterly made my night satisfied. (I-I feel like now I suck because I probably won't make you nearly as happy as you just made me. XD;; Uwaaah.) Just - and there was - there was everything, angst and crack and fluff and romance and all the wonderful spins you can put into it.
Just... aslkdjs. KEYBOARD SMASH LOVE, OKAY. T_T
Favorite bits from the bunch (though I will likely find more as I reread these again):
Canada in Daisy Dukes. Okay? YES. YES.
Canada lifted his shoe only long enough to kick America straight in the chest, causing him to topple backwards. Walking over to him, he pressed his heel once more into America’s stomach, wiping the blood off on his burnt uniform.
“You’re not a country. And now, you’re not even my brother. Stay the hell off our land.”
... This made me wibble. But at the same time, it was so badass, Canada. /sob So badass! And I adore seeing everyone's interpretation of that event. This was just - really well-written and sharp, like I could see it happening. S'awesome.
America, who would slip his tie off over his head and unbutton his shirt and slam him into the backseat of his car and ride him until he screamed-
... /will seriously think about that all night
/and blush
The blowjobj and knuckle biting? Fuck me, that was hot. Very nice. :D But my favorite part, absurdly, and the one that made me start laughing because it's SO TRUE: Four, America did a better job with encouragement.
XD XD XD <3!
The drabble where America is gone and Canada doesn't want to make tea anymore. Oh. Oh, I think that might, in all its bittersweet and underlying upset, be my favorite. So nicely done. Subtle, but aching.
And LOL, so Canada: “N-No.” Matthew managed to sputter out, fingers clenched so tightly he could barely get blood flow to the tips before Alfred laid his on top and he completely lost touch. “From… from myself, because I have a prob--“
THEN. INVASION OF INSANE FANGIRLS. 8D OMG. OMG MUSCULAR ARMS PFFFFT. *dies*
AND THEN YOU JUST HAD TO GO AND FOLLOW UP WITH THAT SONG.
I LOVE YOU OKAY.
This, this was awesome: "Looking for you." America replied simply, as if he'd just been asked what he had for lunch. "We were... supposed to go home together today, right?"
Just... oh, America. ♥ Melt.
A perfect cap. And okay, gonna go reread again. Thank you for spreading the awesome!
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... let me try this again
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AHHHHHH
Sorry, just. You're such a stunning writer and oh god those comments you left and just AHHHHHHH
AHHHHH
THERE AREN'T WORDS HERE I'M SORRY FOR SOUNDING LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD WEABOO FANGIRL BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH
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