Try It...You'll Like It

A/N: This fic has truly been a labor of love. It's taken months to get to a point where I feel good about putting it out there. Trying to keep these bozos in character during a first date was much harder than I thought it would be. I'd like to dedicate this fic to two of my all time favorite US/UK relationship writers: ( Read more... )

Chiaroscuro

By Diane Long

A/N: My head cannon is that Alfred often hides his sadness and fear under a carefree mask and that Arthur is the only one who really understands.

Chapter one: Three Ringed Circus

Summer in DC was a real bitch.

For weeks, the late August sun had blazed down upon the capital's concrete and tarmac to be magnified and radiated back ( Read more... )

Cutie Pie
US/UK
2011 Spring Fever Fanworkathon for the USxUK Special Relationship Community

Prompt 30 Fanart or facfiction: In America's opinion, England is the cutest boyfriend ever. England does something or being so insanely adorable and awesomely cute to the point of making America gushing (in his own trademark way) and pounces him.
A/N: Again, I' ( Read more... )

Public Displays of Affection
US/UK
2011 Spring Fever Fanworkathon for the USxUK Special Relationship Community

Prompt 44 Fanart or Fanfiction: America and England acting openly about their relationship in a world meeting. Holding hands, kisses on the cheek, hugs. Sweet and cuddly, not dirty and sexual. I don't care what other nation's reactions are, ( Read more... )

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Barely Awake ( Read more... )

Jay Bird

An APH US/UK story by Diane Long

Previous Chapters: 1, 2

Chapter 3 of 3

Alfred followed England out of the dining room and up the dimly lit stairs to a smaller than expected room whose walls were covered with books. There was just enough room for a cozy seating nook with two burgundy leather couches facing each other in front of a hot coal ( Read more... )

Jay Bird

An APH US/UK story by Diane Long

Previous Chapters: 1

Chapter 2 of 3

“This way, Sir.” The butler guided Alfred through the dining room door and to the foot of a long and narrow table where he pulled out a fragile looking cherry chair for him. It barely seemed able to support the weight of its own carved curlicues.

Alfred cooperated ( Read more... )

Jay Bird

An APH US/UK story by Diane Long

Chapter 1 of 3

Damp and cold and dirty and congested.

That was America's impression of London as he peered out of the grimy windows of his carriage. Even the torrents of rain didn't seem to help clean the glass. Outside, the gutters ran over-full, flooding into the street carrying detritus and filth. Mud ( Read more... )

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