So here's the scenario. America has a major crush on Russia and wants to spend as much time with him without making himself look suspicious(though it's blatantly obvious to everyone). Russia, being the sadistic bastard that he is, wants to mess with America a bit and recruits China to join in on the fun, together they try to make America jealous.
Eventually America snaps and publicly claims Russia. smexy times ensues!
How Russia and China makes America jealous and how America claims Russia as his is entirely up to author!anon.
Bonus: Russia tells America it was all just a joke to make him jealous and America gets extremely embarrassed.
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anonymous
December 21 2010, 18:45:29 UTC
Ha, south east asian anon here ^^! It has been a while, I'm so glad you continued this. America pursuing Russia has been a secret kink of mine for a long long time XDDD.
Now, on to the story: dear England, you poor thing: a heart break, riot, load of snow, losing the 2018 bid (ok, the last issue is kind of hilarious, to me at least) ;_;. Love the US-UK interaction here, just like I imagine it to be. Can't wait for the Chirstmas party ^^.
And Merry Chirstmas to you too! How the Philippines celebrate? You guys must be the only one in SEA get some holidays out of this, I'm jealous ^^!
ShamelesslyEuropean!Anon
anonymous
December 22 2010, 03:11:05 UTC
Man, you're twisting the knife hard and hurtful about England...the poor poor man, I felt so bad for him ;_; and America can't help being tactless Anyway, I still loved that he was so fastidious, serving tea to anyone, regardless of their tastes, and being such a Mommy to America ("young man" *giggles*).
Oh, he already plotted the mistletoe locations much earlier this year so that there were no accidents like last year. Poland was cool, but...well...yeah. This year, he was going to make sure to drag Russia under at least one.
Pfff, at the first part. As for the second, I simply can't wait ;) to see him try and fail horriblyXD
"At least now you've remembered not to send these invitations to the Middles East."
America raised a brow at him. "What? No. Of course I sent them invitations." Why wouldn't he?
I JUST CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOUR AMERICA, SERIOUSLY <3
( ... )
Requester! anon
anonymous
December 24 2010, 02:59:56 UTC
i don't mind at all that it'll be a sequel, i believe however you write it out I love it none the less. Oh my gosh! America is so adorable~♥!! I can't wait to see what happens next. Happy holidays everyone!
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3a)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 02:46:02 UTC
Christmas was always America's favorite time of the year. People got together and were a lot nicer than normal, the winter fashion, snowball fights, eggnog, Christmas trees, hot coco, really hyped up Christmas decorations, and of course, mistletoe and presents.
America had always made every Christmas party better than the last one--fuck the recession. Each year had to be more grand, more decorated, more Christmassy. This year, however, he decided to take the party to good ol' Houston (that's right, no one will be shoving snow into his shirt anymore like last year--yeah, fuck you Sweden, I'm gonna get get you someday. You too, Finland.). He figured that after the freak snowstorms, people would have been sick of snow already. He would have picked Hawaii this year if it hadn't been for the coconuts--he didn't want to inconvenience Russia
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3b)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 02:48:21 UTC
If Russia wasn't planning to come over, he could have said something! Fuck. He knew he should have talked to Medvedev that morning when the guy called his boss about START, but he had been kinda hesitant. If he knew this was going to happen, he would have at least said a casual 'hi', really
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3c)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 02:50:05 UTC
Normally, America would tell them to cut it out, because that's what heroes do, but right now, Australia deserved that and more. So America poked him repeatedly hard on the cheek as well.
"Quit it--"
America struggled to play with just one hand and continued assaulting the other who was trying to slap three hands (because New Zealand used two hands this time) away from him.
"Stop that," said Wales' voice above him, followed by a cold ring being pressed on the top of his head.
"He started it," America grumbled, stopping his assualt, as he reached up and grabbed the cold beverage that was rested on his head.
"Wee jimmies will be wee jimmies!" he heard Scotland shout drunkenly behind him.
Who the fuck is Jimmy?
"Oy," Wales hissed, annoyed because Scotland probably shouted in his ear
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3e)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 02:54:14 UTC
At this point, America snapped. "NOBODY FUCKING LIKES CHINA!!!"
"America," he heard Canada's scolding voice.
He quickly shot his well-practiced kicked-puppy look at his brother who was holding a tray of mulled wine mugs. "They started it."
He sighed and gave Wales and Scotland The Look™. "Don't you two have anything better to do?"
Scotland swayed, giving him a wide grin. "Ah woods if Oz gits aff his crease."
America pursed his lips after a few seconds. Okay, he still can't understand that. "What'd he say?"
"He wants Australia to go with him," Wales said quietly.
"Oh no," America said, his face scrunching up. "You're not taking Oz. He's playing with me!" Australia was actually the only one, aside from Hong Kong (South Korea's prodigy), he could play with without feeling bad about himself. He'd already tried playing with South Korea, but the guy would never let him win. Playing with Canada was also out of the question because he could be such a passive-aggressive jerk when it came to video games. Japan--well, for some reason, he
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3f)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 02:55:58 UTC
Russia straightened up, his person catching into the shine of the Christmas lights, making him sparkle. No shit, he was really sparkling. What the hell?!?! America felt himself blush
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3g)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 02:59:02 UTC
America blinked. Damn, he spaced out again. He quickly rushed over to the closet and pulled out his gift, then rushed back to Russia. Usually, he would spend lots of time thinking of what to buy for Christmas as early as August, but this time, he settled to a home-made gift after Michelle commented on how these kinds of gifts were so much sweeter than those you buy from the mall. He spent months on this little art project. He always heard about Russia loving sunflowers but not getting enough of them in a year. So, America decided to make him one. America decided on Russia's gift using simple arithmetic--adding in everything that Russia liked. The keywords he'd come up with were 'sunflower', 'faucet pipes', 'Winnie the Pooh' and 'wool'. So he made an artificial sunflower of faucet pipes with a cute Winnie the Pooh plushie clutching at its stem and a brown piece of wool stuck at the bottom to hold it in place in the clay pot he made himself. All in all, it costed around half the price of a second-hand car. Don't ask how that happened,
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3j)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 03:08:07 UTC
At this, Germany flushed bright red from behind France.
"Eh?"
"Mistletoe, mon cher!" France said, laughing. "You know the tradition, non? You must kiss the person nearest--"
And before America or Germany could stop it from happening, Russia leaned down and pecked France on the lips. America's jaw dropped in terror. That was supposed to be his kiss!
"I have fulfilled tradition?"
France giggled, "Rightly so."
America grabbed Russia by the elbow. "Uh...let's go over there in the kitchen! See you two later, France!"
France bade them goodbye and Russia followed his lead meekly.
"Is something wrong, Amerika?"
"No," America said, scowling. Just that some other guy got kissed and hugged by you while I got none."Where are we going
( ... )
Holding Out For A Hero (part 3k)
anonymous
February 16 2011, 03:09:55 UTC
"Okay," America inhaled. "I don't have glitter in my eyes."
"Ah," Russia said, confusion only slightly leaving his expression. "You were looking as if you were in pain."
"I wasn't," America said, swallowing. He quickly tried to think of a way to make Russia notice the mistletoe right above them. Okay, he can still do this while keeping his pride. "Hey...uh...you had a long flight, right?"
"...da..." Russia replied rather warily.
"You should...uh...do that neck exercise thing, you know, in case it's sore and all," he said, placing his hands on both sides of Russia's face, planning to manuever his head so that he'd face the ceiling.
"But I am not being sore," Russia said with a little scowl, similar to that of a child's, head not moving, despite America's insistence.
What's this guy's neck made out of, a tree trunk?! "Oh, now, how would you know that if you don't try?" he said weakly. He could use full force, but he might break Russia's neck and that was probably unromantic. He only wanted to kiss the guy, not kill him
( ... )
(it's more towards the end of the fill. the ChinAmeRus part)
So here's the scenario. America has a major crush on Russia and wants to spend as much time with him without making himself look suspicious(though it's blatantly obvious to everyone). Russia, being the sadistic bastard that he is, wants to mess with America a bit and recruits China to join in on the fun, together they try to make America jealous.
Eventually America snaps and publicly claims Russia. smexy times ensues!
How Russia and China makes America jealous and how America claims Russia as his is entirely up to author!anon.
Bonus: Russia tells America it was all just a joke to make him jealous and America gets extremely embarrassed.
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Now, on to the story: dear England, you poor thing: a heart break, riot, load of snow, losing the 2018 bid (ok, the last issue is kind of hilarious, to me at least) ;_;. Love the US-UK interaction here, just like I imagine it to be. Can't wait for the Chirstmas party ^^.
And Merry Chirstmas to you too! How the Philippines celebrate? You guys must be the only one in SEA get some holidays out of this, I'm jealous ^^!
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and America can't help being tactless
Anyway, I still loved that he was so fastidious, serving tea to anyone, regardless of their tastes, and being such a Mommy to America ("young man" *giggles*).
Oh, he already plotted the mistletoe locations much earlier this year so that there were no accidents like last year. Poland was cool, but...well...yeah. This year, he was going to make sure to drag Russia under at least one.
Pfff, at the first part. As for the second, I simply can't wait ;) to see him try and fail horriblyXD
"At least now you've remembered not to send these invitations to the Middles East."
America raised a brow at him. "What? No. Of course I sent them invitations." Why wouldn't he?
I JUST CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOUR AMERICA, SERIOUSLY <3 ( ... )
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America had always made every Christmas party better than the last one--fuck the recession. Each year had to be more grand, more decorated, more Christmassy. This year, however, he decided to take the party to good ol' Houston (that's right, no one will be shoving snow into his shirt anymore like last year--yeah, fuck you Sweden, I'm gonna get get you someday. You too, Finland.). He figured that after the freak snowstorms, people would have been sick of snow already. He would have picked Hawaii this year if it hadn't been for the coconuts--he didn't want to inconvenience Russia ( ... )
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"Quit it--"
America struggled to play with just one hand and continued assaulting the other who was trying to slap three hands (because New Zealand used two hands this time) away from him.
"Stop that," said Wales' voice above him, followed by a cold ring being pressed on the top of his head.
"He started it," America grumbled, stopping his assualt, as he reached up and grabbed the cold beverage that was rested on his head.
"Wee jimmies will be wee jimmies!" he heard Scotland shout drunkenly behind him.
Who the fuck is Jimmy?
"Oy," Wales hissed, annoyed because Scotland probably shouted in his ear ( ... )
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"America," he heard Canada's scolding voice.
He quickly shot his well-practiced kicked-puppy look at his brother who was holding a tray of mulled wine mugs. "They started it."
He sighed and gave Wales and Scotland The Look™. "Don't you two have anything better to do?"
Scotland swayed, giving him a wide grin. "Ah woods if Oz gits aff his crease."
America pursed his lips after a few seconds. Okay, he still can't understand that. "What'd he say?"
"He wants Australia to go with him," Wales said quietly.
"Oh no," America said, his face scrunching up. "You're not taking Oz. He's playing with me!" Australia was actually the only one, aside from Hong Kong (South Korea's prodigy), he could play with without feeling bad about himself. He'd already tried playing with South Korea, but the guy would never let him win. Playing with Canada was also out of the question because he could be such a passive-aggressive jerk when it came to video games. Japan--well, for some reason, he ( ... )
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At this, Germany flushed bright red from behind France.
"Eh?"
"Mistletoe, mon cher!" France said, laughing. "You know the tradition, non? You must kiss the person nearest--"
And before America or Germany could stop it from happening, Russia leaned down and pecked France on the lips. America's jaw dropped in terror. That was supposed to be his kiss!
"I have fulfilled tradition?"
France giggled, "Rightly so."
America grabbed Russia by the elbow. "Uh...let's go over there in the kitchen! See you two later, France!"
France bade them goodbye and Russia followed his lead meekly.
"Is something wrong, Amerika?"
"No," America said, scowling. Just that some other guy got kissed and hugged by you while I got none."Where are we going ( ... )
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"Ah," Russia said, confusion only slightly leaving his expression. "You were looking as if you were in pain."
"I wasn't," America said, swallowing. He quickly tried to think of a way to make Russia notice the mistletoe right above them. Okay, he can still do this while keeping his pride. "Hey...uh...you had a long flight, right?"
"...da..." Russia replied rather warily.
"You should...uh...do that neck exercise thing, you know, in case it's sore and all," he said, placing his hands on both sides of Russia's face, planning to manuever his head so that he'd face the ceiling.
"But I am not being sore," Russia said with a little scowl, similar to that of a child's, head not moving, despite America's insistence.
What's this guy's neck made out of, a tree trunk?! "Oh, now, how would you know that if you don't try?" he said weakly. He could use full force, but he might break Russia's neck and that was probably unromantic. He only wanted to kiss the guy, not kill him ( ... )
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