This fill with be Russia/N.ItalyThe corridor was completely empty when the elevator reached the floor, doors sliding open with a soft ‘ping’ sound
( ... )
Girasole [1b/?]
anonymous
April 26 2010, 00:39:13 UTC
At first, he thought it was the wall (after all, Russia was crazy enough to be attracted by a wall, right?), but then he realised it was a vase of flowers on a small side table.
To be more specific, a vase of sunflowers.
They were probably fake, too, because this wasn’t the right period to make sunflowers grow, but it looked like Russia didn’t care.
His eyes were glued on the flowers in the vase, and he was barely blinking, with an expression that tugged something in Italy’s chest, making his uneasiness and fear drain away.
That look -Italy had never seen such a sad, miserable expression on anyone but himself and his brother, ever (and Spain, when Romano prohibited him to eat tomatoes), and at first he didn’t understand what could cause Russia, of all Nations, to look like that.
These were flowers, right? There was nothing sad about flowers.
Besides, this was Russia -always smiling in that creepy way, bantering with America
( ... )
Girasole [1c/?] - actually a prologue
anonymous
April 26 2010, 00:42:04 UTC
“Ivan, good morning,” England hummed, flushed in embarrassment.
“Zdrasvuitie~”
Russia moved towards his seat, placing his suitcase on the table, and arranging the first pile of documents, then stopped. There was something colourful peering up at him from his seat, and he frowned.
Uneasy, the Russian Nation stole a glance towards England, but the other was busy checking his documents, and was not looking at him.
Was this some sort of joke?
Humming under his breath, Russia pushed the seat away from the table, and stared.
“That is very strange, da?” he murmured, keeping his voice low
( ... )
Re: Girasole [1c/?] - actually a prologue
anonymous
April 26 2010, 09:00:28 UTC
Oh, that was really interesting for prologe. And adding the fact that my favorite charakters are Italy and Russia makes my heart melt so much! I wonder how it will turn out in future :)
Request was for any other anime crossed over with Hetalia. Personally, my other favorite anime is Slayers. I started to wonder if that was even possible, and this just happened. idek you guys, I blame exams.
Clair England find a young girl who happens to also be a magic book from another world, and all chaos breaks loose when a sorceress and her friends show up to retrieve it.
Clair - [1a/?]
anonymous
April 26 2010, 03:44:38 UTC
About once a century, Arthur was forced to go through his library and clean it out. He never really wanted to, but one could accumulate a lot of books over the years and there was only so much space for shelves in his rather cramped main residence in London. Admittedly, most of the books were never really gotten rid of, he just shipped them off to his second house in Yorkshire where there was more space.
Most of the books he ended up keeping in London were the ones he needed to consult on a regular basis, the ones that insulted France a lot, or the ones that were magical.
Halfway through a shelf of books, between the real edition of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them and his highly controversial Second Edition of the Buggre Alle This Bible, was a book. Granted, there were plenty of books, but Arthur was pretty sure he'd never seen this one before.
Frowning, he pulled it down off the shelf and eyed the dusty cover. There weren't any markings that he could see, and it did look quite old, but he was sure he'd never seen it before.
( ... )
Clair - [1b/?]
anonymous
April 26 2010, 03:45:14 UTC
He stopped dead in his tracks, staring. Thought back to make sure he hadn't gotten drunk lately. Rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Nothing had changed. Where he'd set the strange book on the table, there was now a small child curled up asleep, dressed only in a loose white robe. Arthur swallowed and stepped closer, circling the table to get a good look. It looked like a girl, though she was young enough it was still hard to tell, and had wavy, ginger red hair and pale skin. As far as England could tell, she felt human. She didn't have the special 'shine' that his fae friends did, nor did she have the half-felt buzz about her that another Nation would.
But he thought, no, was almost sure that two minutes ago she had been a book.
He swallowed, way out of his depth. He had considerable dealings in magic, but he'd never encountered a shape-changing magic book before.
Before he could decide what to do with her, she yawned and stretched a bit, blinking up at him with big blue eyes. She couldn't be more than three years old. She and Arthur
( ... )
Re: Clair - [1b/?]
anonymous
April 26 2010, 04:04:51 UTC
My childhoooooooood! Slayers :D
The Buggre Alle This Bible gets you so much love I can't even fit the heart-marks in this comment box. ♥♥♥♥♥
I can't even make a coherent response right now I'm so gleeful, but I love how Arthur is insanely careful about the unknown magical text, but still picks up the child even though she's obviously ... special. He just can't resist the imperialistic instinct cuteness.
AU! Japan and Greece are cats. Not catboys. Not catgirls. Just cats. They come from different lands, but somehow meet! I want to see a day with Cat!Greece and Cat!Japan! You can use meow-speak as a foreign language...
BONUS: I wanna see some fish catching or something. Because Japan likes fish, and as far as I can remember, so does Greece (at least they did in the place I visited). Bonus!bonus if Japan says he won't eat the fish because it isn't from Tsukiji or they GET there fish from Tsukiji (although I'd prefer it set in Greece).
Summary: Japan-kitty is stranded on a Greek Island and must learn to get by with the help of Greece-kitty.
The request was England/Germany, before the world wars happened, at a wedding of two of their nobles. Getting trashed and having sex with England dominating. But morning come they both agree that this never happened.
Zechkumpan [1/?]
anonymous
April 26 2010, 05:07:47 UTC
Supposedly this should take place at the wedding of Princess Beatrice of the United Kingdom and Prince Henry of Battenburg. But the references are small and can easily be ignored. Also, no sex yet sorry.
It was... a little strange.
The ceremony had proceeded without delay, and the celebrations had certainly been joyous. The wedding had been enjoyable and it couldn't have been planned any better.
But he supposed this feeling of unease was because there was something missing: he had no brother to look out for in this event. No one to stand beside during formalities. No one to keep an eye on during his own drinking to make sure he wasn't hackling some unfortunate guest, or worse, planning to sabotage the event itself for his amusement. In fact, his brother had pointedly refused to come. Prussia, of course, wasn't one who enjoyed events unless it specifically celebrated him as a nation: weddings weren't designed to celebrate him but a union of other people who happened to be not him. But he had thought that he might want to come if
( ... )
Zechkumpan [2/?]
anonymous
April 26 2010, 05:08:31 UTC
"Ah," England said, hands at his back. His head tilted very slightly towards him, but it could have been the lights playing tricks on him. "But as your host it was exceedingly rude of me to inconvenience you that way. Especially considering the circumstances
( ... )
Canada's face was flushed. He gasped with every thrust, his body pliant beneath him. And at the final moment, his body spasming from pleasure, his lips parted and said a single word which killed any chance of an afterglow.
France!
England would have reacted sooner, but his mind blanked out from orgasm - surely pushed along by the last few clenches of Canada's muscles surrounding him. It was only a few moments later, after rolling off of him, his face in a pillow that England rose up and vented his anger.
"France? France? What the bloody hell is this, Canada? Do I look like that wine bastard to you?"
"Well, I thought it only fair, considering you called out my brother's name," he said. Canada smiled sweetly. His voice did not change from the
( ... )
"Sarkozy? That French bastard? You really think it's such a good idea after the last time there were Frenchmen running amuck in Quebec?" England said.
"Mm. I told you months ago that he was going to speak at Quebec," Canada said. "And Quebec has been rather good lately. If I deny him a visit from France, he probably will riot again."
"Months ago? I must have forgotten it," England said.
"You seem very adept at forgetting," Canada said. He leveled with a smile that might as well have been a glare for how much venom it possessed. Bloody hell the boy could keep a grudge. England might have had something else to add, but he was never at his best after sex. Then, he just wanted to fall into a deep sleep for a few hours. Pleasure always left him unwound and not at his sharpest. So it was that Canada stalked off, his anger more visible to the loo.
"Oh, and one more thing...."
Canada peered around the side of the door. His expression was deceptively innocent. "France gives better head than you. America and I both agree on this
( ... )
This is what I do instead of getting ready for school
anonymous
April 26 2010, 14:12:00 UTC
Should this make me lol so much? Because it totally does. Fffft. Oh, Matt. I adore the passive aggressive snark with all my soul. As I have nothing else for you that is more coherent than a happy keyboard smash, I think I'll go do what I'm supposed to be doing.
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original request here: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/12046.html?thread=27371790#t27371790 (obscure pairings)
This fill with be Russia/N.ItalyThe corridor was completely empty when the elevator reached the floor, doors sliding open with a soft ‘ping’ sound ( ... )
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To be more specific, a vase of sunflowers.
They were probably fake, too, because this wasn’t the right period to make sunflowers grow, but it looked like Russia didn’t care.
His eyes were glued on the flowers in the vase, and he was barely blinking, with an expression that tugged something in Italy’s chest, making his uneasiness and fear drain away.
That look -Italy had never seen such a sad, miserable expression on anyone but himself and his brother, ever (and Spain, when Romano prohibited him to eat tomatoes), and at first he didn’t understand what could cause Russia, of all Nations, to look like that.
These were flowers, right? There was nothing sad about flowers.
Besides, this was Russia -always smiling in that creepy way, bantering with America ( ... )
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“Zdrasvuitie~”
Russia moved towards his seat, placing his suitcase on the table, and arranging the first pile of documents, then stopped. There was something colourful peering up at him from his seat, and he frowned.
Uneasy, the Russian Nation stole a glance towards England, but the other was busy checking his documents, and was not looking at him.
Was this some sort of joke?
Humming under his breath, Russia pushed the seat away from the table, and stared.
“That is very strange, da?” he murmured, keeping his voice low ( ... )
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I wonder how it will turn out in future :)
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Request was for any other anime crossed over with Hetalia. Personally, my other favorite anime is Slayers. I started to wonder if that was even possible, and this just happened. idek you guys, I blame exams.
Clair
England find a young girl who happens to also be a magic book from another world, and all chaos breaks loose when a sorceress and her friends show up to retrieve it.
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Most of the books he ended up keeping in London were the ones he needed to consult on a regular basis, the ones that insulted France a lot, or the ones that were magical.
Halfway through a shelf of books, between the real edition of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them and his highly controversial Second Edition of the Buggre Alle This Bible, was a book. Granted, there were plenty of books, but Arthur was pretty sure he'd never seen this one before.
Frowning, he pulled it down off the shelf and eyed the dusty cover. There weren't any markings that he could see, and it did look quite old, but he was sure he'd never seen it before. ( ... )
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He stopped dead in his tracks, staring. Thought back to make sure he hadn't gotten drunk lately. Rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Nothing had changed. Where he'd set the strange book on the table, there was now a small child curled up asleep, dressed only in a loose white robe. Arthur swallowed and stepped closer, circling the table to get a good look. It looked like a girl, though she was young enough it was still hard to tell, and had wavy, ginger red hair and pale skin. As far as England could tell, she felt human. She didn't have the special 'shine' that his fae friends did, nor did she have the half-felt buzz about her that another Nation would.
But he thought, no, was almost sure that two minutes ago she had been a book.
He swallowed, way out of his depth. He had considerable dealings in magic, but he'd never encountered a shape-changing magic book before.
Before he could decide what to do with her, she yawned and stretched a bit, blinking up at him with big blue eyes. She couldn't be more than three years old. She and Arthur ( ... )
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The Buggre Alle This Bible gets you so much love I can't even fit the heart-marks in this comment box. ♥♥♥♥♥
I can't even make a coherent response right now I'm so gleeful, but I love how Arthur is insanely careful about the unknown magical text, but still picks up the child even though she's obviously ... special. He just can't resist the imperialistic instinct cuteness.
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AU! Japan and Greece are cats. Not catboys. Not catgirls. Just cats. They come from different lands, but somehow meet! I want to see a day with Cat!Greece and Cat!Japan! You can use meow-speak as a foreign language...
BONUS: I wanna see some fish catching or something. Because Japan likes fish, and as far as I can remember, so does Greece (at least they did in the place I visited). Bonus!bonus if Japan says he won't eat the fish because it isn't from Tsukiji or they GET there fish from Tsukiji (although I'd prefer it set in Greece).
Summary: Japan-kitty is stranded on a Greek Island and must learn to get by with the help of Greece-kitty.
Page 1: http://i39.tinypic.com/2nbsytx.jpg
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Wow. Just... wow. I'm guessing tired looking cat = Greece? And. I have nothing constructive to say. It was pretty. Can't wait for more.
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The request was England/Germany, before the world wars happened, at a wedding of two of their nobles. Getting trashed and having sex with England dominating. But morning come they both agree that this never happened.
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It was... a little strange.
The ceremony had proceeded without delay, and the celebrations had certainly been joyous. The wedding had been enjoyable and it couldn't have been planned any better.
But he supposed this feeling of unease was because there was something missing: he had no brother to look out for in this event. No one to stand beside during formalities. No one to keep an eye on during his own drinking to make sure he wasn't hackling some unfortunate guest, or worse, planning to sabotage the event itself for his amusement. In fact, his brother had pointedly refused to come. Prussia, of course, wasn't one who enjoyed events unless it specifically celebrated him as a nation: weddings weren't designed to celebrate him but a union of other people who happened to be not him. But he had thought that he might want to come if ( ... )
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INNER MONOLOGUE WITH GERMANY.
This meme needs more of this.
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Link: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/632.html?thread=2131320#t2131320
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Canada's face was flushed. He gasped with every thrust, his body pliant beneath him. And at the final moment, his body spasming from pleasure, his lips parted and said a single word which killed any chance of an afterglow.
France!
England would have reacted sooner, but his mind blanked out from orgasm - surely pushed along by the last few clenches of Canada's muscles surrounding him. It was only a few moments later, after rolling off of him, his face in a pillow that England rose up and vented his anger.
"France? France? What the bloody hell is this, Canada? Do I look like that wine bastard to you?"
"Well, I thought it only fair, considering you called out my brother's name," he said. Canada smiled sweetly. His voice did not change from the ( ... )
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"Mm. I told you months ago that he was going to speak at Quebec," Canada said. "And Quebec has been rather good lately. If I deny him a visit from France, he probably will riot again."
"Months ago? I must have forgotten it," England said.
"You seem very adept at forgetting," Canada said. He leveled with a smile that might as well have been a glare for how much venom it possessed. Bloody hell the boy could keep a grudge. England might have had something else to add, but he was never at his best after sex. Then, he just wanted to fall into a deep sleep for a few hours. Pleasure always left him unwound and not at his sharpest. So it was that Canada stalked off, his anger more visible to the loo.
"Oh, and one more thing...."
Canada peered around the side of the door. His expression was deceptively innocent. "France gives better head than you. America and I both agree on this ( ... )
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This fic makes me wince in so many ways.
Oh you guys. :[
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