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Little Boy in a Tower (USUK)There was once a little boy trapped in a tower. His name was Arthur. That was all he knew. He didn't know how he got there, or why, only his name and that he couldn't leave. There were no doors in that tower, and a jump from the window would surely kill him. He didn't try. It was lonely for him, but deep in the forest that he was, no one ever came around to see him.Little Boy in a Tower (USUK) by Protokol-Rose
The tower was old. About fifteen meters high, the stones large and covered in moss around the base. There was only one window, but it was big and facing north. That ensured Arthur got plenty of sunlight, but the sun never really shone directly into his room. The tower was situated in a small clearing in the forest, with about ten meters from the base of the tower to the forest on all sides. Scattered around the edge of the forest were small, smooth stones, but Arthur had no idea what they were there for or what they did, and after a few years he lost interest in finding out.
It was also a magic tower that he was trapped in.
USUK: Lying Love P.1USUK: Lying Love P.1 by Annabelle-Kirkland
((Hey everyone! I know it’s been a while since I posted a USUK fanfic so I decided to write this one~ I was inspired when talking to a fan of my work (you know who you are) and I realized I had committed to this. I wasn’t going to just give up! So this will be posted, and soon following will be some other fanfics I had either promised friends or they won in contests. I did not forget, I just got a load of writer’s block on my chest. After that I will start with finishing my USUK thirty-day challenge and hopefully while doing that the next chapter of “Last Chance” will be done. On that note, enjoy~!)
As another school day came to an end with a chiming of the last bell, the sun was setting. In the east the dark blue of the night blended with the mix of bright autumn colors in the west. At this usual time of day, the student council room was found vacant-
That’s how it was supposed to be anyway.
The students and teachers were retiri
Lighting the Fire (USUK)Before heading out, Alfred double and then triple checked the address of the location the fire alarm had sounded from. Yup. It was the same place as last week, and the week before that, and two weeks before that... It went on and on, and in the past six months, Alfred and his fire crew had been at that particular apartment over fifteen times. They were all counting. By this point Alfred was amused, amazed, and concerned.Lighting the Fire (USUK) by Protokol-Rose
"Come on, Alfred!" Gilbert, a firefighter about sixteen years younger than Alfred, called. "Artie's waiting for you!"
The forty-five year old man shook his head and followed the younger out to the trucks. He had no idea when that stupid theory had started, but by now nearly the entire crew was convinced that Arthur Kirkland set fire to his apartment on a regular basis just so he could see Alfred. Alfred was sure that it was Gilbert's doing.
A minute later they were all in the fire engine and on the road. As captain, Alfred rode shotgun and started going over the mental
Aeronauts are a Danger to Gardens (USUK)"Dude, watch out!"Aeronauts are a Danger to Gardens (USUK) by Protokol-Rose
Arthur looked up from his gardening, then promptly hurled himself forwards. The hot air balloon basket passed harmlessly through the space where his head had been before the entire contraption crashed right into Arthur's garden. The man inside had ducked down for impact, and the colorful envelope fluttered down with grace to cover the rose bushes.
"Sorry about that!"
The man popped up again, a smile on his face. The smile was the only thing Arthur could see, for the stranger was wearing an old-style aviator helmet and goggles. He seemed young, in any case. Then he was removing the helmet. Blond hair was ruffled up, and when he looked up again, his eyes were blue.
Arthur tried again. "What the bloody hell are you doing?"
"Uh, I just landed."
"In my garden!"
The pilot chuckled. "Yeah, sorry about that. You can't really control where these things go, y'know?"
"No, I don't," Arthur replied flatly. "You've ruined my flowers. Who the hell are you anyway?
Lonely (trade: onceeverybluemoon)The voice came out of nowhere, as did the hand that snatched the pillow out of the young Brit’s hands. “What’s this?”Lonely (trade: onceeverybluemoon) by Guil-T-Pleasurez
“Hey!” Arthur protested, trying to grab it back. But the other boy held it out of his reach. “Gilbert, give that back!”
“Why should I?” he teased, holding it even higher in the air.
Arthur scowled at him. “Don’t use your height to your advantage, jerk!”
Gilbert laughed at him for a moment, then actually took a moment to actually look at the pillow in his hands. “… God this is girly.”
Arthur’s face went crimson. “N-No it’s bloody not.”
“It totally is! And besides, it’s stupid looking.”
“Embroidery isn’t stupid, it’s useful!” Arthur protested.
“For what? Making yourself look even more girly?”
“I’m not a girl!” the Brit growled.
“Could’ve fooled me.”
SunsetThe English teen sighed silently looking ahead, his forest green eyes traveling over the scene before him; the sun was begging to set by the sea turning the sky shades of orange and hues of blue making it seem like the sky was in fire. It would be a lovely scene to share with someone. He had never seen a sunset so peaceful and beautiful as this one, was it maybe because he was watching it all alone? Maybe.Sunset by ChibiMinoru
He sighed once more letting his head hang low. He should have stayed behind like Francis had told him so. He should have stayed and never find out about Francis’ affair with one of his model friends. He should have stayed and he would still be with Francis being completely oblivious of the affair, but happy. Yes, he would rather be happy than to know the ugly truth.
“Who am I kidding?” The English teen whispered, his voice cracking much to his surprise. He didn’t want to cry for the French man, he didn’t deserve to have any tears shed. But why was he cr