USUK: My Big Fat Kirkland WeddingUSUK: My Big Fat Kirkland Wedding by BadRomance194
Alfred F. Jones knew that he was the happiest nation in the entire world right now.
How on earth could he not be? He was elated, brilliant, and even fantastic. No, he didn’t even think those were even the right words that could even describe he was feeling. He had his health, a lovely country where his people could live free and happy, and since recently, he has been in a relationship with Arthur Kirkland, the personified representation of England. After centuries of being brothers, then revolution and independence to show England that they could be equals (though it did cause a strain between the two for several years, but uneasily called it after the events of the War of 1812), allies, to friends, and then finally coming together as lovers. From so many ups and downs in their lives they were able to show the world that love comes in many shapes and appearances. What else could be better? Well actually, if he was going to be honest with himself, Alfred thought it could be.
Ash of 100 Cats Ch. 3Ash of 100 Cats Ch. 3 by DredPirateBones
What the hell do I do with a sick kitten!? Alfred screamed in his head as he sat on the couch, the box with Iggy nestled inside sat on the coffee table. Sighing heavily, he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and jammed his hands into his hair. Crap, he wasn’t prepared for this at all. Alfred knew he was an act-now-think-later spontaneous kind of person but this was digging him pretty deep.
It wasn’t that he didn’t have the money for a pet. He actually had more than what he knew to do with, in the beginning the first few paychecks had burned holes in his pockets but now the elation of earning something had worn off long ago. However he had never had a pet before. Alfred knew he was supposed to take Iggy to the vet but he wasn’t sure which one.
Would they even take a look at the small kitten or was he too sick and now a danger of infecting other animals? Alfred groaned in despair and gripped his hair tighter. Iggy started coughing. Alfred
Arthur - OneshotArthur - Oneshot by Neko--Witch
Alfred had been seated in a coffee shop, aside the window next to the big main street, sipping on his freshly made latte when he had seen him across the street.
The American boy didn’t know why or how, but for some reason his eyes were pulled towards the other. He couldn’t help but continue staring as the other stood on the pavement, back facing the opposite wall, guitar loosely around his shoulders. In general Alfred didn’t think of himself as a creeper of any sorts or one to look at others a lot; to be honest he had never really looked at anyone like this before.
People were fun to look at, but none were attractive enough to get from “you look nice” to “I love you” or anything, if outer image was even related to romance. The young blond shook is head shortly at his drifting thoughts, as he continued to focus on the man across the street.
The other was obviously singing and playing his guitar, guitar ca
Ash of 100 Cats Ch. 2Ash of 100 Cats Ch. 2 by DredPirateBones
“…This is madness.” Alfred grumbled to himself as he lay on his side and stared out his bedroom window.
For the entire month, it seemed, the morning had greeted him with bird song and the soft light of the sun. However, the rain from last night had slowed to a drizzle but hadn’t stopped, leaving Alfred’s lawn looking about as pathetic as a drowned rat.
“What the Hell, man. I can tell today is totally gonna suck my jingle bells.” Alfred complained as he pushed himself into a sitting position with a tired groan. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, blue eyes drifting toward the picture on his nightstand by the head of his bed.
“Mornin’ guys,” He whispered and stood up, snatching his glasses off his nightstand and dropping them onto his face. As much as he’d like too, Alfred couldn’t stay in bed all day and so he forced himself to his dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans.
He stepped into them with one leg
Fear of Regret (UsUk)America:Fear of Regret (UsUk) by xXPandaMonstaXx
”love” I looked at the sky above me while Lithuania brought my coffee.. ”I love you America I will always love you” .. .....those words.
I kept the thought of you saying that... but if you loved me why wouldn't you let me be free. ”love” what does that mean...
”love” what a baster, ” love ya England” if you loved me why'd you leave me.... ”I want to be independent”... Those words tore my heart if only you could understand ....
I wonder what's gone into him since that day he is always so angry at me I don't do anything to hurt him purposely ....
I can never look at him the same way again. His blue eyes , blonde hair, and bright smiles his enthusiasm that annoys the hell out everyone but brightens up the room at the same time. I can only get mad at him for I love him , it kills me I can't handle it so I get mad.. I wonder what he thinks....
emerald eyes that slowly kill yo
Don't Mess with the British EmpireIt was during the Imperial century when England had begun to learn many things about himself. It wasn't anything to do with his own country but merely his own self, who he was as a person, what he wanted to be, and what he wanted to gain. After the victory over Napoleon England was left with no serious international rival, of course Russia had always been considered some sort of threat to him, but on the sea, England was unchallenged. England had been standing tall on the steamship that powered onwards across the choppy seas that lay endlessly before him, his seas that he had policed with his supreme power.Don't Mess with the British Empire by jillyred
Ten million square miles of territory making the British Empire the largest by far, it made him feel big, unstoppable, and invincible. England had found himself grinning and scowling out at the vast seas around him each time he had set sail on a voyage out into the seas he had claimed as his own.
A bittersweet smile of power and yet an overbearing loss that consumed his heart during
APH - USUK: Oh, Who Would Ever Want to Be King[February 6th, 1952]APH - USUK: Oh, Who Would Ever Want to Be King by YecatsCullenLOTR
"He's dead, America."
The American nation turned around abruptly in the British estate, jumping up from the couch as he heard his lover's voice.
England leant there, against the doorway of the study, in a sopping wet coat, dripping onto the carpet. America flinched at the Brit's paler-than-normal skin, and his shaking body.
"Jeez, Iggy, get out of that coat! It's freezing out there!"
England didn't move, didn't even chastise the other for the nickname as America quickly stripped him off the clothes, didn't even pay attention to the chattering of his own teeth. America himself did not want to remember the words the older nation had spoken in a deadpan as he entered.
"England. Hey, England." No answer. Just a blank stare, and a cold shaking that was startlingly familiar to America.
"ENGLAND!" That snapped him out of it. The older nation flinched slightly, before turning a more accustomed glare on the American. "What, you git?" "You kinda spaced out there, babe."
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