Gay marriage is Legal in D.C.
anonymous
March 9 2010, 18:16:25 UTC
So how's Al feeling about this? Is he being homophobic? Is he overcoming his homophobia? Is he already in a relationship with another man (*cough* England *cough*) and getting himself some ideas/
American Coffee and European Sausage (1/4)
anonymous
March 11 2010, 06:24:30 UTC
((This is the closest thing I've ever gotten to a fanfiction. This is also my first kink meme fill. It was supposed to be a mini fill, but I guess it got longer..Apologies because this is OC centric. Don't think of it as a real fill. I love capitol-tans, and, geez, I love nutjob!right-wing!Alfred.
Disclaimer: Views not mine, etc. Contains implied gay.))
Silence. Beautiful silence.
“What is it about warm coffee on quiet Saturday morning?” The District of Colombia crooned to himself. Days off were rare for him, especially considering he was the babysitter for uh, capitol of such a busybody nation (and his fifty whiny states).
"Aaaah~". He took a sip of his perfectly warmed espresso. “I wonder if I should offer some to-!!!”
The young man heaved a heavy sigh and reluctantly put down his coffee mug. It was going to be one of those days. D.C. ran a hand through his curly chestnut hair as he tried to recall the relaxation
( ... )
American Coffee and European Sausage (2/4)
anonymous
March 11 2010, 06:28:25 UTC
D.C.’s eyes went wide and his jaw hung open wider than the Canadian-American border. “That...” That was what he was upset about? America was in a war, in a recession, had a boss attempting to make him a damn commie trying to reform his “completely and perfectly awesome” healthcare system and lost the Olympics to that waxing-addicted, womanizing, soccer-obsessed, party-freak Brazil, and he was deciding to freak out about gay people getting married? Things, D.C. thought, were so much less complicated when he was part of Virginia.
“It’s Un-American!” The indignant nation continued his rant. “That’s it. Plain and simple. Ya never see two hotdogs in one bun!”
“First of all, Alfred,” D.C. began through gritted teeth, “I’m not technically part of the United States of America. Second of all, I’ve seen you shove at least three hot dogs on one bun and SWALLOW THEM WHOLE.”
America opened his mouth to protest. Really, he could not argue with that. He liked hot dogs-hot dogs and big, warm, juicy, meaty [Polish, German, Italian, and especially
( ... )
American Coffee and European Sausage (3/4)
anonymous
March 11 2010, 06:31:52 UTC
Oh...
“Hey there, London!” America waved. There, in the opposing doorway, stood the personification of London, England’s well-toned, copper haired capitol whose eyebrows could almost match his country’s in ferocity. The Londoner was naked, save for his world famous pocket watch, and quite a few very interesting bruises and bite marks trailing from his neck to his thighs. London was quite grateful that this fact, surprisingly enough, seemed to go over the taller American’s head. “What are you doing here so early?”
“It’s nearly eleven...”
London kept a calm expression, eyes searching frantically for any conceivable excuse less scandalous than truth. “...The bath’s flooded? Back in Europe...Worked for America
( ... )
Re: American Coffee and European Sausage (4/4) AUTHOR'S NOTES
anonymous
March 11 2010, 06:37:08 UTC
((Anon apologizes to OP. I just felt the need to write this. Sorry about the end. Sorry for the crack. The longer I searched for proper London slang-and found the most deliciously dirty phrases-the more I wanted to write America/D.C,/London smut. I just couldn’t do that. I hope you get a real fill soon. Also apologizing for lack of England lust. Not the biggest USUK fan, but I tried...
As I mentioned, first fic. This wasn't something I had planned on spending oodles of time on. Apologies for OOC Alfred and OC POV. Again sorry for not enough England...or London. And that accent believe me I tried!
I had fun filling this though, and a stupid fill is better than none at all, right?))
Re: American Coffee and European Sausage (4/4) AUTHOR'S NOTES
anonymous
March 11 2010, 06:59:47 UTC
psst DC'sland came from MD not VA.
NoVA anon has had history of the area for like ever... they never stop! (and unlike most people in NoVA I went throught the school system from age 3-18)
Re: American Coffee and European Sausage (3/4)
anonymous
March 12 2010, 02:07:07 UTC
I'm nearly crying with laughter. This is hilarious. D.C. would totes be the babysitter for America. xD Never thought I would see the day I could say I ship D.C./London. :D
Captcha: been miami Huh... Captcha mentioning Florida... seems I'm not the only one supporting that America/D.C./London fill. :3
Tell me whats going on Anon.
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Disclaimer: Views not mine, etc. Contains implied gay.))
Silence. Beautiful silence.
“What is it about warm coffee on quiet Saturday morning?” The District of Colombia crooned to himself. Days off were rare for him, especially considering he was the babysitter for uh, capitol of such a busybody nation (and his fifty whiny states).
"Aaaah~". He took a sip of his perfectly warmed espresso. “I wonder if I should offer some to-!!!”
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fuck no.
“DAMMIT WASHINGTON!”
The young man heaved a heavy sigh and reluctantly put down his coffee mug. It was going to be one of those days. D.C. ran a hand through his curly chestnut hair as he tried to recall the relaxation ( ... )
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“It’s Un-American!” The indignant nation continued his rant. “That’s it. Plain and simple. Ya never see two hotdogs in one bun!”
“First of all, Alfred,” D.C. began through gritted teeth, “I’m not technically part of the United States of America. Second of all, I’ve seen you shove at least three hot dogs on one bun and SWALLOW THEM WHOLE.”
America opened his mouth to protest. Really, he could not argue with that. He liked hot dogs-hot dogs and big, warm, juicy, meaty [Polish, German, Italian, and especially ( ... )
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“Hey there, London!” America waved. There, in the opposing doorway, stood the personification of London, England’s well-toned, copper haired capitol whose eyebrows could almost match his country’s in ferocity. The Londoner was naked, save for his world famous pocket watch, and quite a few very interesting bruises and bite marks trailing from his neck to his thighs. London was quite grateful that this fact, surprisingly enough, seemed to go over the taller American’s head. “What are you doing here so early?”
“It’s nearly eleven...”
London kept a calm expression, eyes searching frantically for any conceivable excuse less scandalous than truth.
“...The bath’s flooded? Back in Europe...Worked for America ( ... )
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As I mentioned, first fic. This wasn't something I had planned on spending oodles of time on. Apologies for OOC Alfred and OC POV. Again sorry for not enough England...or London. And that accent believe me I tried!
I had fun filling this though, and a stupid fill is better than none at all, right?))
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NoVA anon has had history of the area for like ever... they never stop! (and unlike most people in NoVA I went throught the school system from age 3-18)
other than that you made me lol. :]
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"Ya never see two hotdogs in one bun!"
Oh, America. Never change~
(...well, er, I guess in the literal sense I would like to see certain changes passed in our generation. But the crude food metaphors need to stay!)
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I'm sorry. it's my fault. I giggle when a banana isn't quite as curved as the others!
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And please share with us London's dirty phrases! <3
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D.C. would totes be the babysitter for America. xD
Never thought I would see the day I could say I ship D.C./London. :D
Captcha: been miami
Huh... Captcha mentioning Florida... seems I'm not the only one supporting that America/D.C./London fill. :3
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I know. I know. Oh this fandom...
And I'm glad you enjoyed it!
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slkdgoaslkglkasflkma beautiful.
Today is the day of the massive 400 gay couple marriage in DC~ <3
iluauthornon.
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