IggyIsMagic

Warnings: Crack Pairing: USUK ft Tom Hiddleston -- Alfred wasn't entirely sure what to make of the discovery. He was staying over at Arthur's house, during the time of the meeting as it was taking place in London. This was nothing out of the ordinary; the pair had been dating for a while and Alfred knew that staying with the Brit would be cheaper than a hotel. And more fun. Of course, because he was the hero, he did his best to 'help' out. Well, he tried at least. Arthur had always told him to leave everything to him because 'he always bloody moved things to where he could not find them' if he tried to tidy up, or he 'failed to put thin

Warnings: Yaoi, vampire sexytiems, Twilight bashing and Lovino's ridiculously foul mouth. Pairing: SpainxRomano -- "Ve, Lovi! Why do we have to walk so fast?" Feliciano whined as he tried to catch up with his brother. Lovi... or Lovino, as he preferred to be called, huffed from a few paces away from his whining younger twin and replied haughtily, "Because it's dark, cold and I'm hungry damnit! Now hurry the fuck up! I'm not waiting for you again!" The other Italian brother hurried to catch up and he fell in step with Lovino. He nervously looked at the other male and despite his bad mood, he struck up conversation, "Ve, Lovi! Don't you thi

Bésame The late evening light reflected off the ocean's too blue surface and the sun was slowly setting behind the horizon in the distance. The golden sand beneath him was soft to the touch and no longer warm, and the cool evening breeze whipped through his dark locks softly. Tourists bustled around him, talking amongst themselves and smiling happily as they enjoyed the Spanish evening. Despite the beautiful scenery around him, Lovino's frown remained. He looked out at the ocean, watching the small shape of a cruise ship sail along the horizon in the distance. He sighed a little and adjusted his position on the sand; he would never admi

Alfred considered himself lucky. He lived in a remote area in the country side, which meant that the night sky was always clear and bright. He could see everything. The sky was like a blanket encrusted with tiny diamonds and the American often found himself staring at it for hours. Alfred loved space; he loved everything to do with it. When he was younger he had always said that he was going to be an astronaut, he always said he was going to go to places unknown and make history. Among the teen's posters of various superheroes scattered around his room, there were also posters of planets, stars, galaxies... you name it. Not to mention the v

He hated waiting. Of course, he was never the most patient person in the world; he hated waiting for pretty much anything. But the thing he hated most of all was waiting for Archer to finish work. Time always seemed to go so much slower when he sat around waiting for his boyfriend to come home. It was always the last hour that seemed to go the slowest. Whenever Archer had a chance to reply to his texts, he would, but that seemed to make the waiting even more unbearable. Stefan grabbed his phone and typed up a text in reply to the one he had just received and sent it, then faceplanted the pillow again with a groan. Just one more hour... just