there are some truths that will always be infallible - the leaves will always change, and they will forever be the same. this year, armin finds a pleasant inconsistency in both. eren/armin.

Steve and Tony surprise the rest of the Avengers by telling them about their...less than platonic relationship. Superhusbands. Stony. Oneshot. Drabble. Coming out fic.

Tony likes the way Steve blushes.

AU. Society shunned the people who were different, black listed them for their life to end sixteen years after it began and barely gave them a choice for anything else. Dave Strider was no different. Rating may go up later.

"I want him, just as he is in my dreams. Touching me gently and treating me as if I'm his lover. But I know that is only a dream...Something I wish for but will never come true. I now know the meaning of lovesickness." one-sided asakiku tragic

He traces his finger across lines and gears and well-oiled parts and it does not ask anything of him, only whirs and shifts and heaves like something alive that he cannot help but touch- he understands the machines because there is a code, a rhyme, and a reason. There is no guessing or blank spaces where something might go, only numbers, and it is something almost like love.

Smell, Sound, Sight, Taste, Touch. The few things that Steve loves about mornings. Steve x Tony.

A salty breeze caressed his features, twisting his golden hair into small knots, beckoning him to come closer, almost pushing him furthur into the water. Nature was so alluring.

Arthur meets a tempremental boy one night while working on his mural, and suddenly his world is filled with the colors he has been splashing all over the city. Even if the little git is yelling at him until his face turns purple.

We can't pretend to live on different planets, you and me. —Two lovers separated by a rather large pond. Written for Day 14 of the USUK Summer Camp 2012. USUK

New, smitten couple Alfred and Arthur have to part for the week, and Alfred just wants a goodbye kiss...and then another one...and then one more, and one more, and one more, and perhaps just one more, and, if Arthur would be so kind, one more would do.

Arthur's being haunted by his guardian angel who apparently thinks he's also Cupid, into confessing to the guy he's been stalking admiring from afar for weeks now. Of course he's not in love with him, he's not! Little did he know how right his angel was. Written for Day 9 of the USUK Summer Camp 2012. USUK, Teenagers!AU.

America and England plan on spending the week together but America has a little secret he's not telling England.

Christmas arrives to see the nations stuck in a meeting. Spain and England take a few moments together to fall in love all over again. Small drabble written on a slight headcannon in the wee hours of the morning. It's just fluff really so rated T.

Short USUK or rather UKUS Oneshot written for our favorite American's birthday. It's July 4, and as America sits alone on his balcony watching the fireworks, he gets an unexpected visitor.

He hated this day more than any other day of the year. It was this day, this month, that all he felt was sadness. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't think. About anything but betrayal all those years ago. Would he ever be able to forgive and forget? or will he hold this grudge until the end? USUK one shot Rated T because i'm paranoid.

Stolen kisses in a darkened storage room. Nurse Kirkland had had enough... If it wasn't for Doctor Jones' incredible kissing skills. The staff was surely going to talk about this, much to his embarrassment, but surely a few moments like this couldn't hurt. But such perfection couldn't possibly be real... Right? Inspired by: invisibleinnocence. deviantart. com/gallery/#/d4q30js

America gets jealous of England's history with France. America's eyes may be blue, but he can be just as jealous as his British lover. And we all know jealousy can make people do stupid things...

In our life, mistakes are unavoidable. However, not all of the mistakes can be fixed. There are certain things that can't return to its own way no matter how much you want it to. Once history already made its move, can we long for another end? Asakiku one-shot. Warning: The length, the confusing plot and may sound racist sometimes.

England really didn't expect any of this. What a Happy Birthday it turned out to be. USUK.

England just can't take it anymore. How far will he go to end the pain? T for suicidal thoughts and actions.

Arthur wakes up early to the sound of thunder - and Alfred pounding on his door. What could he want? And could this thing turn into something that might last more than just a summer thunderstorm? Yaoi, one-shot.

It was just a simple thing, holding hands, but to the two of them it meant everything. A kiss is something simple, but the greatest show of affection, and after the first one will never be enough once. Their first touch, first kiss, and that final kiss

Sweethearts Week Prompt 3. After World War II, America and England have to speed up their economy. "I know. It's our job." "I don't want to share." "I love you." Rated T. Warnings inside. Could be akin to "Colonial Love".

England and Japan get separated from the others in the Hetaoni mansion, and have to brave it out together. With England's nerves on edge, and danger around every corner, will they be able to make it? Asakiku, set in hetaoni. WARNING: Contains gore, death

The 'goodnight' kiss. The 'goodbye' kiss. And the 'I love you' kiss. For Nezumi and Shion, the meanings are always clear even without saying it out loud. Nezumi/Shion

Alfred becomes a volunteer and has to do some cleaning at Arthur Kirkland's house. The guy is ill and needs help; but he's incredibly rude! But as Alfred gets closer to him, he learns to like the man. But is it good falling for someone who is dying? -USUK

America is waiting at England's house to surprise him with dinner, but when the other nation arrives it becomes obvious he's had a really bad day. It's up to America to make him happy again, and he's better at it than one would expect. USUK, light yaoi

She'd hum sweet melodies against his throat and intertwine her fingers in his. If he stayed long enough, she would sing him those melodies as she lay next to him.

A fleeting tender moment between Ivan and Toris. Rated T for some mature references, however vague they are.

They're in a situation where neither one of them can escape. Short RusAme drabble, implied sex and just pure angst, you've been warned.