This anon is rather shameless, so anon will request: Vampire!US/UK. Anon doesn't care that the whole vampire thing is overrated, but come on, wouldn't you agree that vampire!US is hot?
Smut is a must, US tops, and whether or not to use human names is up to writer!anons. Anon doesn't mind the use of nation names or human names.
Bonus if US was turned into a vampire by UK's misuse of magic
Bad Dreams 1a/?
anonymous
June 21 2009, 21:29:31 UTC
It must have been at least two hundred years in the past; for one thing, England was in his summer home, a place that no longer belonged to him, and the maids were bowing respectfully instead of looking at him with suspicion and distaste. If this was before... Before the incident, then he was welcome here. He smiled. This would be a good dream
( ... )
Re: Bad Dreams 1b/?
anonymous
June 22 2009, 01:54:55 UTC
Not OP, but...
ROFL THIS ANON. DESIRES MORE. LIKE. NOW. PLEASE. ;__; The beginning had me very interested in what was going on, and I feel like I have some speculations about what's happened a bit (or i'm just being horny, take your pick.) and hgjkd. I'm just so excited! I definitely wanted to see this filled, rofl.
Bad Dreams 2/?
anonymous
June 22 2009, 20:26:47 UTC
He was in an expensive clothing store, and he wondered why. As far as he knew, he had enough suits; he hadn't worn them on a daily basis for close to half a century now, in any case. What was more, the maids who scurried around him were dressed in clothes far too old for the current century
( ... )
Bad Dreams 3/?
anonymous
June 25 2009, 04:38:01 UTC
It was later that afternoon; England was taking America on the London Eye. It wasn't like they hadn't gone before- America had been one of the first to ride it- but for some reason America had asked specifically to be taken on it. England waved his clearance pass at the security personnel, and the two of them quickly made their way into a private pod
( ... )
Bad Dreams 4a/?
anonymous
June 26 2009, 04:19:54 UTC
It was the Revolutionary War. It had to be the Revolutionary War, or right after. He was in his uniform, and he ached as only a country engaged in war could; he could feel the dried blood pasted into his hair, sticking to his skin, baked into his clothes
( ... )
Bad Dreams 4b/?
anonymous
June 26 2009, 04:21:42 UTC
It all seemed to go so quickly. America proved surprisingly skillful at pulling off soldier uniforms; England wondered, briefly, where his little colony had learned that. He gritted his teeth and dug his nails into the brick wall as America pushed slowly into him, a mercy England was inordinately grateful for. America was muttering to himself, quiet, unintelligible words that slid into moans as he began to rock back and forth more quickly. England bit his lip, trying to keep back the gasps of mixed pain and pleasure as a matter of pride. England was the first to climax; he let out a sharp, broken cry, letting go of any delusions of dignity he had held. America came soon afterwards, crying out England's name and clenching on to what was left of England's clothes. He pulled out, and England, weak-kneed, turned around, clutching onto America's arm. America looked down at him, panting heavily. He placed two fingertips on England's forehead
( ... )
Re: Bad Dreams 4b/?
anonymous
June 26 2009, 09:47:24 UTC
Mmmmmm... Smut. It's your fault why I'm feeling hot and bothered, baby. There aren't much details in that scene yet but man, that was sexy. And to boot, American Revolution sex. <3
Re: Bad Dreams 5/?
anonymous
June 30 2009, 04:27:27 UTC
England groaned as the meeting went on to its fifteenth topic of the day. He knew he ought to be paying attention as his and America's leader discussed trade tariffs and public relations. He really did. But his head was pulsing and America was being too loud and enthusiastic and he wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep
( ... )
Bad Dreams 6/?
anonymous
June 30 2009, 20:33:01 UTC
The figure above England looked surprised, then reached over and turned on the light. Just as England had feared, it was America.
God. This was turning out complicated.
“Get off of me!” England shoved America, who promptly teetered and fell off the bed. “What the hell are you doing in my bedroom, you pervert!?”
“Aha. Funny thing about that.” America laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. “You see, I'm a vampire-”
“I know that, you idiot! But what are you doing here? In my bed? Straddling me?” England pulled the covers protectively around himself.
America focused on him for a second with those unnerving red eyes of his. “You... Know I'm a vampire?”
“I've been dreaming about it...” England muttered.
America thought for a second, and then grinned. England was very taken aback by how long and pointy his canines were. “Oh. Right. Because you remember all of the other times when I'm biting you, and so if I bite you when you're asleep I guess that happens.”
England glared at him incredulously. “You've been biting me?
( ... )
Smut is a must, US tops, and whether or not to use human names is up to writer!anons. Anon doesn't mind the use of nation names or human names.
Bonus if US was turned into a vampire by UK's misuse of magic
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ROFL THIS ANON. DESIRES MORE. LIKE. NOW. PLEASE. ;__; The beginning had me very interested in what was going on, and I feel like I have some speculations about what's happened a bit (or i'm just being horny, take your pick.) and hgjkd. I'm just so excited! I definitely wanted to see this filled, rofl.
Please update soon!
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I'm looking forward to the next~.
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keep going anon~! you're doin great
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Moar plz. <3
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Oh England. I wish I had dreams like that. <3
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Ok yea that was me... This is going down a road that is making me bite my nails in anticipation for the next bits. AHHHHHHHHHHH~
Alfred channelling Gilbert. Lol whut? *bricked*
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Ugh. This is made of so much win. It only gets more and more amazing. And I absolutely love your writing, author!anon! <3
...And I shall resume my nervous and eager waiting for more now. D: *waits*
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God. This was turning out complicated.
“Get off of me!” England shoved America, who promptly teetered and fell off the bed. “What the hell are you doing in my bedroom, you pervert!?”
“Aha. Funny thing about that.” America laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. “You see, I'm a vampire-”
“I know that, you idiot! But what are you doing here? In my bed? Straddling me?” England pulled the covers protectively around himself.
America focused on him for a second with those unnerving red eyes of his. “You... Know I'm a vampire?”
“I've been dreaming about it...” England muttered.
America thought for a second, and then grinned. England was very taken aback by how long and pointy his canines were. “Oh. Right. Because you remember all of the other times when I'm biting you, and so if I bite you when you're asleep I guess that happens.”
England glared at him incredulously. “You've been biting me? ( ... )
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