Author’s Notes: Sweet drabble about Arthur and Alfred’s invisible hand holding.
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"Arthur, can you not right now?"
"Don’t pretend you’re actually busy, poppet. You can’t pull a wool over my eyes," Arthur grinned, cheeks as warm as a hotplate, his belly filled with just the right…
I HEARD THE VOICES OF ENGLAND AND AMERICA IN MY HEAD AND I AM NOT SORRY.
In gay fanfictions , shy and virgin characters still manage to have lube in their house somehow. Like, why!? Do they use lube for cooking?
Hurricane Arthur is due to hit most of the original 13 colonies on the day ‘Merika celebrates its freedom.
This storm is smelling a little British to me. lol
France and like everyone