#countryhumans france x uk

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GUYS I WANNA MAKE VALENTINE'S ONESHOTS FOR ALL MY MAIN CH SHIPS BUT IDK WHAT EXACTLY TO WRITE :(((((

the ships I wanna do are: Rusame, France x UK, Ukranada, PR x Taiwan, Chile x Mexico

PLEASE GIVE ME ONESHOT SUGGESTIONS :(

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LOVERS

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[susanmeki]

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-Delicious baguette, isn't it?

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[thatidiots-art]

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[alienorstyx]

The ocean of fate

previous part: 1

Chapter 1:

As soon as America had crossed the front door, her little sister New Zealand jumped on her, making them fall on the ground. While shouting a whole lot of incomprehensible gibberish to her older sister. To stop this , America pushed with a certain violence  the little girl, who fell on her back.

"Why did you jump on me? Did Dad had again the crazy idea of learning to cook  because if that's the case I'm going to sleep at Japan's house. " Asked America as she get up.

"No, I mean yes... he's trying to cook, but it's not important right now. I'll tell you the other news afterwards. First of all, what interests us the most is the result of the competition that you did about six months ago ..."

"For wildlife and maritime life in Europe ", continued America . "Yes I remember. Wait, do you mean I received a reply."

Her little sister smiled at her, then give to America an envelope and a small parcel. America sat on the ground and feverishly opened the envelope. Reading the main lines, she was thrilled to learn that the jury gave her the first place. The other sheets concerned the terms of a trip for 10 people and plane tickets. New Zealand handed her the box. Once America had opened it, her surprise face didn't escape  to her little sister who look to what was inside.

"These are bracelets! Do you think they are made in gold, Ame?"

"Of course not . Did your snake eat  your brain?! I do not remember that they were part of the first prize. It's strange."

"It's okay, at worst it's a mistake on their part....Wait, I think there's a card inside."

"You are right."

America looked at the little card and threw it behind her .

"Well , from what was written on the card , it was in the first set prize , these bracelets come from the island in question."

"Oh, okay. Can I have one? " asked New Zealand with stars in her eyes.

" Of course ."

America put the sheets back in their envelopes and went into the living room. To see her father doing house cleaning  while Australia and Canada were eating cookies on the couch. The two boys were hanging on their cell phone, America could bet they were having a chat with their respective girlfriends. America was wondering how these two were able to date two of the prettiest girls on the campus, which was Vietnam and Mexico. And whenever she had feelings for another woman, these two would tried to flirt with her and even sometimes in front of their girlfriend.

America had never understood how their girlfriends didn't dump them after those incident. But their grandmother Wales would have told her in a firm voice that it was her jealousy that spoke. It was true that America was jealous of her brothers, of the facility they have to  seduce the young women and of their carelessness.America, despite her twenty-five years, she had known only love failures and the few girls with whom she had a relationship, one had cheating her with another girl from their curriculum while another suddenly cut all contact , America had learned from a mutual friend that the girl she was dating was declared of another gender and had accused her of mistreating her and telling false rumors on campus.Most of the people she knew who were part of the LGBT+ community had excluded her without giving her a chance to tell her side of the story. The violence against America was so extreme that she had to stop coming to college. And after much conversation with his father, they had finally moved to another town where no one knew them. It was at the small university that she met her best friend Japan with whom she had a short romantic relationship during primary school.

UK finally noticing the presence of his eldest daughter , he greeted her joyfully before asking her in the same tone.

"America, since you're back, you can go and get one of the wine bottles in the basement, I asked your brothers, but even if there was an earthquake they wouldn't move."

"Are we hosting someone tonight?"

"Yes, I have met a lovely woman for several months now, I am sure that you two would get along just fine."

"What's her name?"

"Come on, America, I already told you her name. AH no! It was New Zealand."

"That still doesn't tell me who it is."

"It's France."

"Oh! Wait a minute how did you meet her? She hardly even leaves the library."

"Well, you see. You remember when you caught the flu and had to give back books on the study of the plague of the fourteenth century in Europe and on the Eastern Roman Empire, or something like that.I didn't remember quite the name.Whatever. But , that's when I went to return your books, I dropped them off at the reception desk of the old Hortense and then I wander into the shelves. I was looking at the books on late antiquity section , when France had passed near me and asked me what I was looking for . And we began to discuss , she informed me about any kind of information about Roman antiquity , which I used for my book of inquiry. I went there almost every day to be able to see her and we often ended up discussing at her house about the books we had read,but also about the various ancient legends . And to thank her for all the loving days we spent together, well, I invited her to dinner at home."

"I hope you ordered food, because if you cook, we'll all have to flee the house and call the fire department."

"Don't be spiteful, I asked your little sister to help me."

"Oh my God..."

Before her father could say anything the bell rang . United Kingdom rushed to the front door. After brief greetings and kisses, they went into the living room. The sight of France had at least the merit of winning the gaze of Canada and Australia who murmured that it was a ten. Which had the gift of annoying America but she had to keep quiet to make a good face because after all France was one of the professors of her university. And it had been so long since his father had had anyone in his life.

Everyone sat down at the table and New Zealand brought the main course, to the view of it America took out her phone and ordered pizzas. United Kingdom distributed to everyone a share of this indescribable meat both visual and gustatory.

Fortunately the pizzas arrived quickly enough to save them from this inedible meal. America was surprised that France had not already apologized and going back to her home.

In the end, it was a TV-pizza party which embarrassed United Kingdom but it did not seem to bother France.

During the meal, New Zealand told how America had won a search contest and now had plane tickets to go to an island in the Aegean Sea. America said she had ten bills and that she was going to give one to Japan, which would probably go, one to New Zealand, one to their grandmother. As for what was left she didn't know if her father was up for it, but he seemed to wonder at the idea of a family trip. And asked France if she was willing, she hesitated, but the insistence of New Zealand, Canada and Australia had overcome her hesitation. She asked if it didn't really bother America that she takes part of this travel, and America gave her a simple no.

After France left, Canada and Australia informed America that their girlfriends were also coming. America ignored them while she was chatting with Japan on her phone.

[zoetheflower006]

Aquí, la ultima parte del reto me divertí dibujando este mes con cosas nuevas ^^ ~

🇺🇸🇦🇷🇷🇺🇨🇱🇨🇵🇬🇧🇫🇮

[tiapoa26]

France gets a job

[the-last-panqueque]

¡¡¡El último dibujito del año!!!

Un Reino Unido x Francia porque quería hacerlos desde hace ratito con ropita para el frío YwY. akgksk. Espero que les guste :D

-PQQ

[chalottejpm6]

Happy Valentine (late)

I hope you like these Countryhumans and Encanto cartoons that I made. I was going to upload them before, but I had a problem and then I forgot to do it XD.

I hope you had a nice Valentine's Day with family and friends or with your special little person 😊💕💖✨

[ribena59p]

Date

Is maith liom an long seo go leor i ndáiríre - 👉👈

[cutecountryballs]

the earth feels nothing

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[komics-comic]

In the End, There is New

America travelled down the ruins of the streets of Paris as they were lightly illuminated by the light of the moon with a melancholy feel. France was on her last leg anyway, but he knew she had already come to terms with her death long ago, unlike the rest of them. He finally came to his destination, the place where the Eiffel tower once stood. Canada ran a hand across one of what was left of the tower’s leg, he weakly smiled as he noticed his brother.

“Salut, Cola. Glad to see you.” 

America nodded his response. “The stars are beautiful tonight.” 

Canada followed his gaze before his tone shifted completely. “We could have gone with them-!” The desperation in Canada’s voice was clear.

“No. we couldn't have, it isn't our place.” America tried to hide his own fear. “I’ve accepted this since our first trip to Panga and the other planets.” He gave his brother a sad smile. “Besides, they have the colonies to look after them.”

“But, they’re so young!” 

“And they’ll have Texas and Quebec as guides.” America was glad to finally give them their chance at independence.

“You’re right, I just-” Canada brought a hand to his neck. He had started feeling cracks along his skin a few years back, it had only gotten worse.

“Remember that conversion we had all those decades ago, about whether we’ll go to heaven or hell?”

Canada nodded his head, but before he could respond, the two brothers’ attention was taken by the sound of someone stumbling in the area. France had a hand on Britain’s shoulder, using her as support. Britain hid her damage the best, but everyone knew she was just as affected as anyone.

“Maman!”

“Mother.” America drew his eyes to Britain’s.

France managed to stumble a few steps forward. “I just wanted to say a proper goodbye.”

Britain’s eyes widened. “You can’t be serious, France! You- you still have months left! We still have months left!”

France just looked at Britain with sad eyes. “No, I don't. My people have moved on, we were not made to move away from our land, and I want to die in peace and content.” She looked to the ground, emotion leaking into her voice.

“Please, I-I want to die on my terms, not that of whatever deity that cursed us with this existence.”

Britain slowly nodded. “Then I’m going with you.” France stared down at Britain. “I’ll die as I lived, in your arms, whether that’s as friends, lovers, or enemies.”

Britain turned, only to get tackled by her sons. She stood stagnant for a moment, a tear

gathering in her eyes. She returned the hug.

“I just want to tell you how proud I am of you two and your siblings.” A moment passed as the memories came back.

“As am I.” France quickly grabbed Canada. “Je t’aime, mon petit ours polaire,” she mumbled in his ear as tears silently made their way down Canada’s cheeks.

They pulled apart, only for America to trap France in another embrace.

“You were the best investment I ever made, mon fils.” France planted a kiss on America’s forehead.

Britain pulled Canada down. “You are the best thing I ever got out of a war, my son.”

France looked to the shadows of a ruined building. “And Germany.”

The country in question stepped from the shadows, looking bewildered. “I’m- I’m sorry, I didn't want to ruin the moment.” 

“That’s alright, mon ami.” France took her friend’s hand, leaning close to Germany’s ear. “You’ve had to do more than any country just to get to square one, and I’m sorry for that. I hope you know that you have done more than enough to redeem your country.”

Finally, France turned back to her rival, her closest ally, and her lover. They shared a kiss, France taking Britain in her arms.

“I love you, Grande-Bretagne.”

“Et je t’aime, France.”

The sound of quiet cracking filled their surroundings as flakes of skin painlessly peeled away until nothing was left but a pile of forever intertwined dust and the echoings of their promises.

“I-I need a moment.” America quickly turned to an opening in the rubble that stretched to the horizon.

Germany joined Canada’s side. “It’s a shame. I was so close to finding our origins. I had it in my hand.” 

Canada placed a hand on her shoulder. “I’m sure your son will continue your research.” He turned back to the sky.

“It was what he promised his father,” Germany stated back.

“I-I’m sorry about Poland.”

“And I could say the same about the Netherlands, but neither of us could do anything to stop it.” She took a deep breath. “I wish to go the way France and Britain did.”

Canada’s head turned up to her. “Do you want to come with my brother and I?”

“Nein, I prefer spending my last moments in privacy.” She gazed back at the stars. “Perhaps Poland is here, and I just can’t see him.”

“Well then… this is goodbye.”

“Auf Wiedersehen, Kanata.” She disappeared behind a large piece of concrete, out of sight.

Canada made his way to his brother, sitting beside him on the bench. 

“Is… it our time to go?”

“Not yet.”

Canada gave him a look. 

“I want to enjoy the sunrise, one last time.”

Canada nodded. “Alright, then, have fun.  Goodbye, Thirteen.”

America stared at him, then opened his mouth before he responded. “Goodbye, Maple.” He gave his brother’s hand a squeeze before closing his eyes.

He didn't need to open them to know he was alone and nothing was stopping the tears falling down his face, no matter how much he told himself he had accepted it. He knew he could last for quite a time as a superpower. He peeked his eyes open, watching the layer of purple press into the sky as an indication of what was to come. The only one that could last as long as himself was probably… 

“Hello, America.” Russia joined him from behind. America was surprised to see he had accepted the invitation.

America chuckled dryly. “Hey, Commie. Sorry ya had such a short superpower phase.” 

“I’m sadder that I was only sober for a few years.” Russia’s voice held a trained tone of apathy, perfectly designed to hide his emotions behind it.

America sighed, taking off his shades, throwing them away. “You know, Russia, your father would be proud of you.”

Russia’s facade slipped up for a moment.

“I would know, I knew him best.”

“Thank you, America. I’m glad we could end our country’s relationship on something better than war.”

America returned the smile. “As am I.”

The sun rose above the horizon as the two superpowers let the wind blow through them as if they were nothing but dust.

And like that, the sunrise was witnessed for the last time on earth, its rays shining down on the now-empty streets of once-great civilizations with nothing but swirls of dust blowing in the wind.

And somewhere, lightyears away, three new countries retired themselves to their chambers to mourn the pain they felt down in their hearts, knowing they could never go back.

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QUE NOS FALTAN SHIPS EN ESTA CUENTA ;))))

TOMEN APRÉCIENLOS

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Sorry for not showing off any art! But I have gotten a lot done! So here it is!