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May 17th, 2014 - Tonight

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AUTHOR: maplerosekisses

May 17th, 2014 - Tonight

Alfred eased to a stop at the red light, letting his head tip back slightly against the headrest and looking at his waiter’s apron in the passenger seat. This was the most he’d made in tips since he started this job, and with the way they were scrimping and scraping by, that cash should really go to groceries so more of the paychecks could go to rent and bills, but… they could spare a little.

He folded the apron carefully so nothing would fall out and slipped it under his jacket before he made his way up the stairs to his apartment. When he pushed through the door, he found Arthur predictably sitting on the couch, a now-empty plate of leftovers on the coffee table, typing away at his computer. Alfred leaned against the door for a moment, just watching him, a small, affectionate smile on his face.

“Hey,” he called softly. Arthur looked up and smiled, tilting his head up to meet Alfred for a kiss.

“There you are,” he murmured, pecking his lips again before Alfred straightened up. “I was starting to wonder if I misunderstood when you’d be home. Did you eat at work or do you want me to heat up the last of the spaghetti for you?” Alfred waved him off.

“Nah, I ate. And I have news.” He pulled the apron from his jacket “So the Central High School girls’ softball team won the district championship tonight.” Arthur raised an eyebrow at him, confused.

“That’s…wonderful, I suppose… Do we know someone on the team?”

Alfred grinned. “No, but they all had to go celebrate, right? With all of their families. In one place. And guess who got most of their tables.” He shook the apron a little and there was a jingling of change.

Arthur’s eyes widened. “How much is it?”

Alfred grinned at him. “A lot. Come on, let’s go out.”

"Out?"

"Yes, out." Alfred smiled, but it was tinged with all the stress of the past few months, both of them working too much and too hard, just trying to scrape by until Arthur finished his degree and could get a better job than the bookstore where he’d spent the last three years. His pleading tone was just short of desperate. "We haven’t done anything for ourselves in God knows how long, and we have a little cash to burn, so lets put half of it away and go have some fun with the rest. What do you say?"

Arthur hesitated, but Alfred was right. It had been so long since they had done anything just for them, and it sounded so good right now. They could worry about the consequences later. He smiled and slipped his hand into Alfred’s.

“All right. Let’s go.”

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Every Now and Then (Daddy!Arthur Fluff)

Happy Father’s Day! It’s a day late, but I this has been in my drafts forever and I only remembered it today, and decided to finish it and post it a day late for Father’s Day.

Kyle = Australia, and Seychelles goes by Chelles as a nickname instead of her human name (Victoria) for reasons.

Sometimes, Arthur wonders what he did to deserve this.

He’s trying, desperately, to finish reading this military report, and he has a letter from the queen that needs answering because he won’t be back at the palace in any sort of timely manner, and there are a half dozen other documents that need his signature, but he can’t concentrate because there are running footsteps sounding through the house he can hear Matthew shouting about slowing down and “Get back here!” and then something breaks in another room — he really isn’t inclined to find out what, at the moment — and there’s a startled yelp (likely from the culprit), and a few moments later Matthew groans in frustration.

He drops his face into his hands and doesn’t bother trying to listen to what Matthew is saying, much quieter now. There are little footsteps down the stairs, lighter than those from a few minutes earlier, and he just hopes neither of them cut themselves on broken shards of glass or porcelain, because that’s the last thing he needs.

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Supertalia: Babysitting (Avengers x Hetalia Crossover)

Characters/Pairings: USUK, Superfamily.
Summary/Notes: There’s a banquet being held in the Avenger’s Honor, but it’s no place for a little boy. When Steve and Tony’s usual babysitters aren’t an option, they turn to Alfred and Arthur instead.
(working on the assumption that Steve has known both of them since the war and has remained friends with them now.) 

“I really am sorry about this, Al. Usually Jane watches him, but she’s actually coming tonight, and Pepper was going to take care of him, but someone went and ticked off one of his biggest investors, and she’s doing damage control.”

Tony just stuck out his tongue at the jab, and Alfred laughed as he took a smiling four year old from Steve’s arms and bounced him on his hip. “Naw, we don’t mind at all. Right, Artie?”

 

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maple-rose-kisses:

Thought I’d go ahead and upload this. Picture of the cafe at my school that I was picturing (and where I partically wrote) my contribution to “Hidden Verse.” Super blurry because it’s crappy webcam quality AND it was taken within a fb chat so it’s really small. It’s a little different than I remembered it, so it’s not EXACTLY what I pictured in the story, but it’s the main inspiration.
(The story is also at 7am in winter and this is 1pm in August.)

maple-rose-kisses:

Thought I’d go ahead and upload this. Picture of the cafe at my school that I was picturing (and where I partically wrote) my contribution to “Hidden Verse.” Super blurry because it’s crappy webcam quality AND it was taken within a fb chat so it’s really small. It’s a little different than I remembered it, so it’s not EXACTLY what I pictured in the story, but it’s the main inspiration.

(The story is also at 7am in winter and this is 1pm in August.)

(Source: maplerosekisses)

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Fic: Hidden Verse, Hidden Heart - First Meetings

OKAY! So, for anyone not familiar with the great and wonderful bubblelounge, she created a beautiful story by the title of “Hidden Verse, Hidden Heart” (fondly called “the Poetry AU” about Alfred and Arthur as young thirty-something college professors,  who have been best friends since they were undergrads. And then there’s some cryptic poetry on Arthur’s part and cluelessness on Alfred’s, and exasperation on Francis’s. And then later there’s love and smut and PURE PERFECTION and everything is happy. I HIGHLY recommend you click that link to her blog, and you’ll find the story under her usuk tag. The first chapter is here

ANYWAY, this is my little adventure in playing with her AU. I didn’t do it justice AT ALL, but I couldn’t get this out of my head, so I hope you all enjoy it.

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Ficlet: DenNor

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libertybelle92:

In a rush and too lazy to think of a title right now. If this has no notes when I return from work I’ll repost it with a better title, and regardless I’ll change the title. 

Denmark and Iceland discussing something very important while Norway sleeps. And shameless plugging of my favorite rarepair. Enjoy.

Iceland groaned and buried his face further into his pillow, away from the light over the hotel sink. It had been a beautiful wedding and he was happy for America and England, but it had been a long day, and a long night. And now it was late, he was tired, and he couldn’t fathom why the hell Hong Kong and Korea were still awake, much less moving, but he curled tighter around Taiwan and hid his face in her hair.

He was almost asleep… until he was woken by a knock on the door. 

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I have a new pairing to add to my list of things I ship: TaiwanXIceland (do they have a cool nickname like GerIta and I’m just outta the loop, or is it just that?-__-)

Oh hey, sorry. This is what I get for not checking the notes on my writing blog more often. I usually call it IceTai. Not quite as smooth-sounding as GerIta or Spamano or the like, but easy enough. So glad you liked this! And yes, I have a new convert! 

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Ficlet: DenNor

In a rush and too lazy to think of a title right now. If this has no notes when I return from work I’ll repost it with a better title, and regardless I’ll change the title. 

Denmark and Iceland discussing something very important while Norway sleeps. And shameless plugging of my favorite rarepair. Enjoy.

Iceland groaned and buried his face further into his pillow, away from the light over the hotel sink. It had been a beautiful wedding and he was happy for America and England, but it had been a long day, and a long night. And now it was late, he was tired, and he couldn’t fathom why the hell Hong Kong and Korea were still awake, much less moving, but he curled tighter around Taiwan and hid his face in her hair.

He was almost asleep… until he was woken by a knock on the door. 

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Filed under dennor aph denmar APH Iceland hetalia hetalia fanfiction