Hmm.

[hellzabeth]

I'm strapped for ideas on what to write (other than Family Ties, which will be up tonight if I can manage it).

I do not trust myself on the kink meme. Things tend to... explode.

Hm.

REQUEST TIME~!

Prompts! Pairings! Crack! Angst! Fluff! Art or fic, I don't mind. Go crazy-nuts~!

Answered requests:
Cande's request
Nena's request
withgoldensoil's request
amygirl's request
starrose17's request
lovelylurker's request

To do:
Coco_venus
Gisho
"The EngPort on a Boat" request.

Comments

[nenamoo.livejournal.com]

Portugal and Spain! Being all back-to-Spain-in-a-rowboat!

[hellzabeth.livejournal.com]

...

C-CAN I DO THAT SCENE FROM THE BEGINNING OF EL DORADO?!

[nenamoo.livejournal.com]

NO.

Of course you can you silly billy.

[hellzabeth.livejournal.com]

My name isn't Billy what.

[nenamoo.livejournal.com]

Didn't you ever say that as a kid?

>>

Freak.

[hellzabeth.livejournal.com]

I did.

I was making a joke.

[nenamoo.livejournal.com]

...

/goes to put head in oven

[candesceres.livejournal.com]

YES.

My life won't be complete without an Iberian bromance parody of El Dorado. I always tell people this. Because it's just that sparkly. Spain would make the best Miguel. ;3; Plus their sense of direction is so shit so OF COURSE they'd end up shipwrecked. I even did art of that once orz.

[nenamoo.livejournal.com]

"Antonio, if I believed in fate I wouldn't be playing with loaded dice!"

You know you want that scene 8DDD

[candesceres.livejournal.com]

Spain: Hermano! Hermano, we've done it! \o/
Portugal: ...Is that the map?
Spain: It's all right here! /o/
Portugal: You still have the map?
Spain: The whistling rock! The stream! \o\
Portugal: You kept the map but you couldn't manage to grab a little more FOOD?
Spain: Even those mountains! You said it youself, it could be possible, and it is! It really is the map to El Dorado! *A*
Portugal: .........You drank the sea water, didn't you? B|

I want it all. My feelings are boundless. ;A;

[hellzabeth.livejournal.com]

Spain: I bet you we could make that.
Port: *staring down at the barrels* Two pesetas says we can't!
Spain: You're on!
*jump, sploosh*
Spain: You loose~!
*coin flip, barrels rise!*
Spain: woah, what's happening what?!
Port: we are both in barrels, that is the extent of my knowledge. B|

[nenamoo.livejournal.com]

Spain: So er, how's the escape plan coming...?
Portugal... WAIT! Wait! I think I've got it! *headdesk*

Oh SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN why so adorably fail? And then we have Portugal:

"Oh crap, what'll he think if he sees one of the gods like this with me?!"
*_* "...lucky god?"

[candesceres.livejournal.com]

Chel = obviously one of the native nations from around that area.

And thus Brazil was born! /shot lol oh god Port, what did you do. What must England think? WAIT. That's why he must never find out about your amazing affair, I mean.

\o/;

Portugal: Tonio, you know that little voice people have that tells them to quit when they're ahead? You don't have one!

[hellzabeth.livejournal.com]

Personally I think it's only fair that Port was making out with most of South America because England was doing the same to Africa and Asia and Australasia and the Middle East and-- ... yeah. All's fair in love and imperialism.

Vatican City(lol I guess?): My crew... was as carefully chosen as the disciples of Christ. And I will not tolerate stow-aways. You will be flogged. And when we put into Cuba to resupply, God willing you will be flogged s'more. And then enslaved on the sugar plantations for the rest of your miserable lives. To the brig.
Spain: ..... alriiiight~.... Cuba!