Everyone who had any idea nations existed knew that.
They were two very basic facts that, honestly, no one thought very hard about. England represented the United Kingdom at meetings to prevent any shouting matches between their ranks, Wales ran errands and North Ireland did the cleaning and Scotland controlled the amount of alcohol in the house at any time and did the cooking when no one bothered to order-in.
(Ever since Scotland began spending more time with France and Italy, he’d been considered the most knowledgeable about food around the house. While his cooking was a bit bland at times, it was better than a certain other person’s attempts.)
USUK Literal 4c/?
anonymous
July 20 2011, 17:00:51 UTC
Northern Ireland was already in the room waiting for them. It was a simple room, with several large windows, a king sized bed in the corner, and a couch and a few chairs on one of which North Ireland sat in the other, which America suspected had been moved into the room specifically for tonight
( ... )
USUK Literal 4d/?
anonymous
July 20 2011, 17:11:32 UTC
Scotland, England and Northern Ireland all turned to where they thought Wales had been sitting just minutes previously. Wales apparently hadn’t simply become camouflaged; he was gone.
For a moment, they all stared at each other, Scotland and England looking moderately more unnerved than anyone else, when the door creaked.
“Why’s everyone standing around?” Wales asked.
England shot up from his seat, “Where were you just now?”
“Getting something,” Wales held up a hand to show the reason he left.
America felt something suspiciously like cold hard terror pool in his gut. Wales looked over at him and snickered.
“What’s with that face? You didn’t think you could actually get through all of us without some help, didn’t you? I don’t doubt your abilities or anything but, ah,” Wales leaned over and slipped the cock ring around America’s dick, “this makes things more fun.”
Re: USUK Literal 4d/?
anonymous
July 20 2011, 19:24:14 UTC
DON'T WORRY AUTHOR ANON WE LOVE YOU <333
And don't worry about the smut. You look like you're making yourself nervous writing it, which is a thing smut can do to even the best of us. XD Just remember to show, don't tell, and go wild with the descriptions. (You'll feel better writing someone you have better characterized, also. So try to beef up on your NI headcanon.) That's all the advice I can offer, anyway.
Aside from that I can offer encouragement! Go, go, write, write!!! *cheerleads* I'm sure we'll love whatever you turn out, so don't get discouraged! :3
Why does captcha want me to type a graph. How does that even work.
Re: USUK Literal 4d/?
anonymous
July 20 2011, 22:07:39 UTC
:D Update!
I love how awkward Northern Ireland is about it all, and how blase the rest are. I kind of feel bad for Arthur - this must've been eating at him, and his liver must've been taking quite the beating. XD
*quietly adopts your Wales' hair colour headcanon*
If you don't mind unsolicited advice: just go for the smut! :D I really like the relationships you've been building up between Alfred & the UK brothers, and that's more than half the battle right there. :3 (One thing that helps me is to not edit until the scene's completely done. I go "It sucks. I know it sucks. DDD:" until I read it through as a whole, then I go "... It's actually okay.")
fyi, cock rings don't stop orgasm - they just keep blood in the cock longer, so it's harder for a longer period of time after orgasm. (This is a ridiculously common misconception, even in published porn. D:) If you want to prevent orgasm, you'd be better off with them squeezing fingers around the base of Alfred's cock before he reaches the no-return point and waiting a few seconds for
( ... )
Author!Anon here
anonymous
July 21 2011, 16:07:29 UTC
The UK bros have a lot of experience with sex and alcohol... his liver actually finds nothing too terrible anymore. If it survived the Am.Revolution, it can survive anything.
*is very happy to have converted someone*
Thanks for the advice, I'll try to just plow through, but I keep getting interrupted and going back up to reread and figure out what I was doing D8
Craaaap. The porn writers lied to me again! ...I'm sorry, I'm just going to go with the misconception, because I don't know how Al would last through four orgasms and I already have it on him D8 I will remember for future reference, though, and try to avoid it in any other things I write. Thanks.
USUK Literal 5a/?
anonymous
August 4 2011, 02:21:32 UTC
America hadn’t ever really used a cock ring before. They weren’t something he typically involved in his sex life. Orgasms were the whole point of sex (making love wasn’t quite the same thing, that had a slightly different point, despite the censors in radio edits) and normally he really wasn’t exactly in a situation where he wanted to hold out for that long. He hadn’t been alive long enough to be tired of normal sex. Why would he bother getting too hyped up about stuff, when by the time he was bored of regular sex they would probably have such ridiculous sex toys that he’d never be able to get bored of sex
( ... )
USUK Literal 5b/?
anonymous
August 4 2011, 02:25:49 UTC
America wrapped his arms around Northern Ireland’s small frame and helped the younger nation lie down. “Okay, so how much have you done this before?”
Northern Ireland blushed vermilion. “Lots of times!”
Somewhere in the background, he heard Scotland groan. It did not sound much like an ‘I’m-totally-turned-on-by-my-nephew’ sort of groan. Kind of opposite, really.
“Just use a lot of lube!” one of the brothers (he again couldn’t tell which one, being somewhat preoccupied to pay attention to the accent, but he thought it was Wales)
“Are they always like this?” America asked Northern Ireland.
The small nation shook his head. “They’re pretty nice right now, actually…”
America made a face until Northern Ireland chuckled quietly and seemed to relax back down again.
“Okay, then, just focus on breathing or something. Let me know if it’s uncomfortable,” America said as he lubed his fingers once again, this time with about a third of the bottle, and began pushing the first finger into Northern Ireland’s tight, warm hole.
USUK Literal 5c/?
anonymous
August 4 2011, 02:27:23 UTC
He sighed, and in the time it took him to blink, Wales was on the other side of the bed, helping Northern Ireland to scoot to the other side to rest where he wouldn’t be in the way of anyone else’s fucking
( ... )
USUK Literal 5d/?
anonymous
August 4 2011, 02:33:26 UTC
Wales pulled his fingers out, crawled into America’s lap and kissed him. It was closed-mouth and his lips were soft and smooth, but the kiss was still searing. Wales held himself up just above America’s now aching cock, his thighs just barely brushing it during the kiss. America moaned again
( ... )
USUK Literal 5/? A/N
anonymous
August 4 2011, 02:39:46 UTC
This is a week late (it’s still technically Wednesday at least! ) D8 Sorry. It’ll be on time next week. Something tells me Scotland’s going to be easier to write
( ... )
Re: USUK Literal 5/? A/N
anonymous
August 4 2011, 09:58:50 UTC
Great story so far! Imagining all these accents have been driving me nuts...the goooood kind of nuts.
Also I really like the variety of physical characteristics and personalities you've given the brothers, as opposed to a bunch of Iggy-clones with big eyebrows, green eyes or the occasional redhead. Keep going and I'll try to infiltrate the media and stop the war on censorship.
First fill. I hope I’m doing this right, eheh…
America and England were fucking.
Even their governments knew that.
The United Kingdom was made up of four brothers.
Everyone who had any idea nations existed knew that.
They were two very basic facts that, honestly, no one thought very hard about. England represented the United Kingdom at meetings to prevent any shouting matches between their ranks, Wales ran errands and North Ireland did the cleaning and Scotland controlled the amount of alcohol in the house at any time and did the cooking when no one bothered to order-in.
(Ever since Scotland began spending more time with France and Italy, he’d been considered the most knowledgeable about food around the house. While his cooking was a bit bland at times, it was better than a certain other person’s attempts.)
(Someone once asked how practical it was ( ... )
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And on that note, I hope you all enjoy this. It’ll hopefully get better later…America hesitated ( ... )
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For a moment, they all stared at each other, Scotland and England looking moderately more unnerved than anyone else, when the door creaked.
“Why’s everyone standing around?” Wales asked.
England shot up from his seat, “Where were you just now?”
“Getting something,” Wales held up a hand to show the reason he left.
America felt something suspiciously like cold hard terror pool in his gut. Wales looked over at him and snickered.
“What’s with that face? You didn’t think you could actually get through all of us without some help, didn’t you? I don’t doubt your abilities or anything but, ah,” Wales leaned over and slipped the cock ring around America’s dick, “this makes things more fun.”
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And don't worry about the smut. You look like you're making yourself nervous writing it, which is a thing smut can do to even the best of us. XD Just remember to show, don't tell, and go wild with the descriptions. (You'll feel better writing someone you have better characterized, also. So try to beef up on your NI headcanon.) That's all the advice I can offer, anyway.
Aside from that I can offer encouragement! Go, go, write, write!!! *cheerleads* I'm sure we'll love whatever you turn out, so don't get discouraged! :3
Why does captcha want me to type a graph. How does that even work.
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I love how awkward Northern Ireland is about it all, and how blase the rest are. I kind of feel bad for Arthur - this must've been eating at him, and his liver must've been taking quite the beating. XD
*quietly adopts your Wales' hair colour headcanon*
If you don't mind unsolicited advice: just go for the smut! :D I really like the relationships you've been building up between Alfred & the UK brothers, and that's more than half the battle right there. :3 (One thing that helps me is to not edit until the scene's completely done. I go "It sucks. I know it sucks. DDD:" until I read it through as a whole, then I go "... It's actually okay.")
fyi, cock rings don't stop orgasm - they just keep blood in the cock longer, so it's harder for a longer period of time after orgasm. (This is a ridiculously common misconception, even in published porn. D:) If you want to prevent orgasm, you'd be better off with them squeezing fingers around the base of Alfred's cock before he reaches the no-return point and waiting a few seconds for ( ... )
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*is very happy to have converted someone*
Thanks for the advice, I'll try to just plow through, but I keep getting interrupted and going back up to reread and figure out what I was doing D8
Craaaap. The porn writers lied to me again!
...I'm sorry, I'm just going to go with the misconception, because I don't know how Al would last through four orgasms and I already have it on him D8 I will remember for future reference, though, and try to avoid it in any other things I write. Thanks.
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Because you make me laugh SO. HARD. No but seriously there is something in your writing that's just indescribably funny. (Like, good funny....)
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No seriously this is great, I was so hoping for someone to fill this. Sadly there aren't enough fills about the UK bros here =(
I love you and this great story ^^ keep going ! I'm eagerly waiting for the next update.
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Northern Ireland blushed vermilion. “Lots of times!”
Somewhere in the background, he heard Scotland groan. It did not sound much like an ‘I’m-totally-turned-on-by-my-nephew’ sort of groan. Kind of opposite, really.
“Just use a lot of lube!” one of the brothers (he again couldn’t tell which one, being somewhat preoccupied to pay attention to the accent, but he thought it was Wales)
“Are they always like this?” America asked Northern Ireland.
The small nation shook his head. “They’re pretty nice right now, actually…”
America made a face until Northern Ireland chuckled quietly and seemed to relax back down again.
“Okay, then, just focus on breathing or something. Let me know if it’s uncomfortable,” America said as he lubed his fingers once again, this time with about a third of the bottle, and began pushing the first finger into Northern Ireland’s tight, warm hole.
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Also I really like the variety of physical characteristics and personalities you've given the brothers, as opposed to a bunch of Iggy-clones with big eyebrows, green eyes or the occasional redhead. Keep going and I'll try to infiltrate the media and stop the war on censorship.
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