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Four seasons of USUKUS — a thematic event to produce fanfics and fanarts.

What is this event about?

The title says it all, to be honest lol. This is an event that aims to bring together productions created around the theme “four seasons” by authors and artists who like this ship. The event’s final format will be kind of like a big e-book, with a cover, back cover, index and all that, which will be available for download or to read online in PDF format for those who don’t want to/can’t download it. We also intend to help advertise the individual links to the works of the collection provided by participants who wish to post their works here on Tumblr, ao3 or any other places after the collection is available.

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A late merry christmas to @emeraldscetch​! I was your back-up gifter for the USUK secret santa! Since you left the prompt open, I decided to do something different from the normal christmas things - so here’s elf/mage!Arthur and tank!Alfred. Hope you like, and I hope 2017 will be wonderful for you <3

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Hey there @dazuru! I’m your back up gifter! 

Hope you don’t mind that I went with omegaverse au and with them spending their first Christmas together as matesヽ(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ

Happy late holidays and have an amazing 2017!

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Alfred was running frantically down the road as he checked his watch knowing he was late. He was never going to hear the end of it from Arthur and if he was really late and he didn’t want to see the hell he’d have to pay. Finally seeing the highschool just down the road he felt his legs move faster as he saw his Omega sitting down on the ground reading a book.

“Artie! Sorry I’m late dude,” he called out as he slowed down and came to a stop in front of Arthur, panting softly from the run. “My professor held me after class and wouldn’t let me leave.”

A glare was on Arthur’s face as he stood up and was ready to scold Alfred but only shook his head, knowing he couldnt just walk out on the teacher. That, and seeing him worn out from running the whole way made up for his anger. “I’ll forgive you this time love,” he said as he stepped over to him and lightly kissed his cheek.

Smiling brightly Alfred dropped his bag and hugged Arthur, lifting him up into the air and spinning him around. “Thank you babe,” he said happily as he chuckled as the Omega slapped his back wanting down. After he finally put Arthur back on the ground he earned a extra hard slap on the arm.

“Let’s go on our date Artie,” he said holding Arthur’s hand and leading him down the sidewalk to a small café that they had eaten at many times before. Arthur grumbled beside him and said nothing loud enough for the Alpha to hear and squeezed Alfred’s hand as he felt his heart race.

Blushing softly Alfred squeezed Arthurs hand back and smiled knowing his boyfriend was happy that they could see each other this week. Thanks to Alfred’s busy college schedule he didn’t get much time to see Arthur and they both hated that, though Arthur would never admit it and tended to say he liked his free time away from the Alpha.

As they reached the café Alfred held the door open for Arthur and bowed teasingly which earned him another gentle slap on the arm. He only chuckled and took a booth by the window as he took the menus from a waitress. “Do we really even need these any more?” Alfred asked Arthur knowing they always got the same thing every time they came here.

Arthur scoffed and nodded his head. “Of course. Maybe I would like something new today,” he said as he opened the menu and started to look through the different meals.

With a roll of his eyes Alfred put his menu down and watched the Omega read the menu before he noticed Arthur’s hand just sitting open on the table. Seeing what he wanted Alfred reached over and placed his hand in Arthur’s. “Have you decided what you want yet darlin’?”

A soft blush slipped onto Arthur’s face as he put the menu down to glare at Alfred. “Bloody hell Alfred don’t call me that,” he said embarrassed that he had used in in public. He started to calm down when he felt Alfred squeeze his hand reassuringly.

Before either of them could say anything a waitress walked over and took their orders, and Alfred wasn’t suprised that Arthur ordered his usual meal of fish and chips as he got his burger. “I told you, you didn’t need the menu,” Alfred teased with a smirk as he brought Arthur hand to his lips and kissed it softly.

Arthur rolled his eyes and shook his head as he looked up at Alfred. “Maybe if I wasn’t rushed I would have chosen something else,” he grumbled annoyed as he watched the waitress bring his tea and Alfred’s soda.

A pout slipped onto Alfred’s face when Arthur took his hand back to sip his tea. They stayed at the café for a while, eating, catching up with each other, which was mainly Arthur talking about how annoying students, mainly the loud Alphas, are in highschool and Alfred complaining about how tough college professors are.

When they were done Alfred left some money onto the table and pulled Arthur up from his seat and led him out of the café and back down the street. “You know I’ve really missed ya Artie,” he said as he leaned over and kissed his head. “I’m here for the weekend so we can spend some time together.”

Alfred stopped outside a apartment building that Arthur lived at and turned to face him. “Can we? I’d love to take you out this weekend for a couple of dates before I have to head back,” he said hopeful that Arthur would agree, knowing if he had any luck Arthur might let him do a bit more.

Giving a small smile Arthur nodded as he wrapped his arms around Alfred’s shoulders and leaned up on his toes. “I would love that Alfred,” he said softly as he leaned up and lightly pecked Alfred’s lips.

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Hey there I’m your secret Santa back up! Sorry I’m getting this out kinda late but work has been doing a number on me lately. I hope you enjoy it though ;-;

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UsUk Christmas Exchange

This is a story for @bitter-artist for @xmas-usukexchange2016! You had a few suggestions for AUs in your prompt, so I decided to go with the soulmate one. I also made sure nothing ended sadly and I hope it’ll make you smile. I really hope you like it and I’m perfectly willing to do it over again if you don’t. Enjoy!

Rating: G

Word count: 1800

Title: Pineapples

Arthur had always been fond of the writing on his arm. Not the words themselves, but the font it was in. It was a beautiful cursive with dips, curves, and loops. The words couldn’t have been an even more horrible match for the font. Seriously, it was the most ridiculous thing he’d ever seen on anybody’s arm. Some people got “Sorry, I didn’t see you there” or “Wow, you’re eyes are pretty” or something else like that. Did Arthur have that on his arm? No. Of course he didn’t. That would be too perfect. Instead he got what may be the stupidest first words anyone has ever spoken.

“Damn, maybe I shouldn’t have gotten the pineapple”

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@midori-zelenyy I was your backup for the Christmas exchange. I hope you like this. For some reason I can’t tag you. 

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Your Presence is More Than Enough of a Present

Hello! @aph-blue! This is your gift for @xmas-usukexchange2016! I’m sorry the original gifter wasn’t able to give you something on time, but I’m your [America voice] back-up! A fluffy usuk Christmas story, just what you ordered! Sorry it’s a bit short. I’m unable to put it under keep reading, as alas, I’m on mobile. Sorry about that! Hope you had a great holiday season and hope you enjoy!

Alfred loved the holiday season.

The lights, the decorations, the songs, just everything about the season made his heart fill with joy and a smile spread wide on the alpha’s face. However, this season wasn’t turning out to be the best as all his friends and even his family were all busy. His friends he could understand, but his own family somehow ended up having plans not involving him. Of course Alfred understood that in the chaos of the season, he could’ve been forgotten entirely, but that didn’t make the fact that he was all alone any less painful. So when his boyfriend, an omega named Arthur, asked if he wanted to spend the day with him, Alfred was more than happy to oblige. It was almost as if Arthur knew he was all alone… Which was weird, because he had made a point not to tell anyone, knowing how much more of a blow it would be to his alpha pride. Alfred huffed. It must be one of his weird omega senses.

Alfred’s apartment was, to put it lightly, a bit of a mess. There were clothes everywhere, dishes in the sink from only yesterday, he added proudly, his bed was unmade, and the kitchen was dirty. It was less of a matter of being an alpha (as his alpha friend, Gilbert, was a neat freak,) than the fact that he was lazy that his apartment was in such a state. He didn’t see the need to as no one was there to judge or tell him otherwise. However, the place was spotless by time Artie was there.

The first thing Alfred did when he saw his omega was crush him, nuzzling his face in his neck. It felt like it had been forever since he’d seen him, despite it only being a week or so.

“Missed me, did you love?” Arthur mused. Alfred didn’t speak, instead nodding and inhaling his scent.

”You smell wonderful. God how I’ve missed that scent.“ Arthur had been doing his best to reciprocate the hug, but was limited by the amount of things in his hands. Noticing this, Alfred quickly released him and excitedly examined the objects, much like a dog.

“I’ve brought you gifts.” Arthur said, sitting down and patting the seat next to his, inviting Alfred to sit with him an as he unfolded the blanket, which, after making hot chocolate for the both of them, he gladly accepted. Handing him his cup, Alfred relaxed as Arthur snuggled into him. How he’d longed for this.

Breaking the silence that had overtaken them, Alfred asked, “so about those gifts?”

Arthur’s eyes widened. “Oh yes, those.” Arthur reached and grabbed the bag on the table, presenting it to his alpha. Alfred excitedly reached in the bag, sticking his tongue out from the side of his lip as he searched for the card, knowing Artie was very particular about those sorts of things.

“To my Alfred,” he read, “you may be an insufferable git, oblivious, and unbearable at times, but you’re still my Alfred, the most wonderful, charming and sweet person I know. Happy holidays. With all my love, Arthur. Alfred pecked Arthur’s red face. “Love ya too Art.” In typical Arthur style, all he heard in response was grumpy mumbles. Alfred chuckled and rummaged in the bag, seeing what else his omega had gotten him.

In the end the alpha got a new video game, a handmade sweater which smelled like Arthur, (which was truly a blessing) and some coupons to his favorite burger place. Alfred punctuated each gift with a kiss and a “thank you,” making the Brit blush, but he felt guilty. “I didn’t get you anything,” Alfred lamented with a pout. It’s not that he had forgotten, but ironically, he was too busy and didn’t have time to find the perfect gift for Artie. True to his nature, the omega was remarkably talented at finding great presents, something that as an alpha, Alfred struggled with a bit.

“Huh?” Alfred cocked his head, not hearing what Arthur had mumbled.

The omega cleared his throat, blushing furiously. “I said, your presence is more than enough of a present.” At this, Alfred beamed and tackled Artie, peppering him in kisses. Mind you, Alfred was still going to get him something, but this meant he had time. “Alright, alright, I get it I get it. Now, if you would, please release me love, and we can do something fun. Not that I wouldn’t mind spending the day in your arms.” Arthur breathed, crushed in his alpha’s grip. Alfred promptly did so, dragging him towards the kitchen with a 1000-watt smile plastered on his face.

Alfred was at his happiest. Spending the day with Arthur, and doing silly things. They baked, (or rather, Alfred baked, he wasn’t going to allow the omega to set his house on fire,) which resulted in dough and flour all over their bodies and everywhere, sang Christmas songs, danced, ate, played with and threw snow at each other, drank hot chocolate, and ended up snuggling on the couch under a blanket, watching movies.

“Alfred,” Arthur said after a while of silence, “there’s one more gift I haven’t given you yet.” Alfred sat up, full attention on the Brit as the reached down and drew a framed picture of his mother from out of his pocket Alfred’s eyes widened.

“What..? But that never leaves your room, it’s your most prized possession, why would you-” Alfred cut himself off, realizing what Arthur was implying. “ Y-You w-want to m-m-move in with me?!?” For someone who spoke at a mile per minute, he was, for once, at a loss for words. Arthur nodded, smiling warmly.

“You’re super easy to read love, you’ve been sulky recently. You love the holiday season, you wouldn’t be this down if something wasn’t wrong. I took that to mean you were going to spend your holiday alone. So I thought that this was the perfect time to ask, I don’t ever want you to be alone during the holidays again you git.” Alfred kissed Arthur, trying to to convey all his emotions as he embraced him in a warm hug.

“ You’re the best boyfriend in the world, Art. Of course I want to move in with you.” Arthur hugged Alfred back, putting his face in the junction of his neck. Alfred couldn’t stop smiling. It was the best holiday he ever had, and with Arthur by his side, he was sure to have many more to look forward to.



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New secret Santas have been assigned! There were more people than prompts so please don't take any offence if you weren't asked again, but thank you all so much for asking to help out! 

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Skate Date

This is for the very talented @iyuro for the @xmas-usukexchange2016! Happy New Year! A thousand apologies for the lateness, but I hope you like it! I took your prompt of America not being able to skate well, and England helping him along, as well as the hand warming. Happy Holidays!

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The lights twinkle above, mirroring the farther away blue lights of the stars. There is poetry there, England is sure of it, but for now he is focusing on the very wobbly American clinging to the edge of the outdoor skating rink. It is slightly amusing to see the very proud, boisterous, America reduced to fake smiles at the little kids passing him with ease, whilst he held on to the wooden barricade as tightly as he guarded the last of his McDonald’s fries. He was so pretty out here where the fairy lights’ reflection gleamed in the ice that hadn’t been skated into powdery white yet and the outdoor golden lights made that too perfect hair shine. England just watched the younger nation stagger along with less ease than Princess Charlotte learning to walk. The fashionable down puffy jacket and smart Burberry scarf (a gift for the boy –good British fashion), made him seem a perfect Hollywood golden boy, handsome and those teeth so white with every wide sheepish grin he gave. Ah, this was poetry, poetic justice, at least, smirked England, as he glided off with ease towards the suffering American. Upon seeing him skating in his direction, America straightened up with a megawatt smile, real, and damn did that make England’s heart melt. “Ah, Art-thur,” America stuttered out, and England enjoyed that too much, maybe his insides would implode with the delight of America being put out for once. “Alfred.” England greeted, “I see you started without me.” It came out too gruff and annoyed, and England internally cringed. “Ah, yeah…” America grinned, putting his hand into that full golden head of hair, and England’s eyes narrowed with jealousy of that hand. The motion however, made America lose his balance, and he tilted downward, catching himself on the edge, leaving him in an interesting position with his arse up and head down. When he quickly pulled himself up, England swore some of the wood broke off from America’s grip, and his face was as red as his coat. “I think my blades are too sharp. Ya know, they seem to be too slippery.” England let his massive eyebrows rise, and as much as he enjoyed the younger nation embarrassed from his failings, he didn’t want America to get all prideful and call off this ice skating, um, date? England could feel his cheeks turning rosy in return at the thought. America’s eyes were downcast and so blue, their brilliance mirroring the lights, the flush on his cheeks so endearing, England cleared his throat. “Come on now.” He said, as if America was his young colony and they were off for a walk. He gently took America’s larger hand, and the silly Captain America-themed thin cotton gloves made him roll his eyes. Alfred seemed dumbfounded staring down at their hands together. “It’s easier this way.” The glib lie rolled off England’s tongue, something to cover up how his cheeks were turning even more scarlet in the cold air. America seemed to snap out of it. He laughed and tugged slightly on England’s leather glove. “I like this.” At those words England was incapable of speech, so he slowly slid forward, America inching alongside of him. He could feel the heat through the thin glove seem to burn through his own leather gloves and into his hand. They were moving slower than everyone else, the endless stream of people flowing about them made it feel like they were in a dream. “Um…” America was very quiet for himself, and England could see the furrows of concentration etched in America’s face. “Hmm…” England said, enjoying the warmth of the hand in his own, plus the dizzying swirl of people around them, and the lights gleaming on the edges. Music played, just soft or muted enough to hear the bass of the song, enough to hear the high notes that came once in awhile into his hearing. “Alfred?” “I don’t know how to skate.” It comes out pitifully small amongst the thriving happy chaos. “I know, my dear.” America is staring down at England with those heavenly blue eyes, wide and bewildered, as much as when England had given him that unicorn. “You know?”  Ah, there it was, that infuriating edge of annoying arrogance. As if he had thought he was a world class figure skater dancing away.  “Yes,” England said through gritted teeth as he pulled them aside to the edge again where two toddlers were playing with ice chips and rubbing it on the wood barrier, as their mothers blocked the way of skaters coming around the edge. England felt safe here. America smiled at that, white teeth and pretty lips and England just wanted to kiss him to shut him up. Wipe off all that smugness with a good snog, as well as piss off the rude ladies as a nice final touch. “Well, I know you like skating, and so I thought, hey Arthur and I should go skating. Then you were all blushy.” “I was not!” England interjected. “Blushy,” America grinned at him. “So I thought you’d like this.” It was sweet and infuriating all at the same time. And how desperately England wanted to behave like a child and kick the boy in the shins with his skates. “Hm…” America was still smiling down at him, his eyes reflecting the glimmering lights. The music, and the chatter, seemed to disappear with the sound of blood rushing through England’s ears. He was rubbing his hands. “Just don’t tell Mattie. ‘Cuz he doesn’t know, and he keeps wanting to play hockey, and he said you like skating too.” America’s teeth chattered at the end. “O-of course. You know it’s all pretty out here with the Christmas lights and all.”

England was watching America’s hands rub together as if they couldn’t get warm, and the boy’s red ears, and he murmured without thinking, “The fairy lights are rather nice.” “Yeah, it’s nice.” America echoed, almost mindlessly. As England looked up he saw that America’s eyes were smiling at him, staring rather, and he felt himself flush further. “Here.” England murmured bringing the large hands into his own again. He gently raised them and puffed warm air on them. America was gaping at the sight. Then a goofy grin spread over his face. “They feel better now. But, I’m still cold. I mean, that feels good. Though. Really.” England had moved closer with each stuttered statement. “Really. Cold, are we?” he asked, slightly breathless. The people and music and noise vanishing with the nearness. “Yes.” Whispered America, his eyes so close, England watching his lashes fluttered onto red cheeks. “Yes…” England didn’t hear anything at all now, the toddlers’ mothers inane chattering gone, the lights were only dimly in the background as his eyes closed and his lips touched America’s. Then it was only sweetness, as Englamd tilted his head more into the kiss. He could feel America pull him against his strong body. As he pulled away finally, knees slightly shaky from the rush, he could see the glimmer of blue eyes darkened with enjoyment. “Mmm…” America hummed as they parted. He grinned at England. “Not so cold anymore.” He waggled his eyebrows. England slapped lightly against his arm. “Way to kill a brilliant moment here, Alfred.” But America’s arms were still around him, and he was warm and snug, and could have stayed like this forever. He could see America’s teeth chatter slightly, as he leaned into England, the weight making England slide a bit. But it was better this way, their legs now touching and against each other. Their foreheads touched, and England grinned. “So I’m not supposed to tell Matthew, am I?” America closed his eyes. “Nooooo, you promised.” He said in mock agony. “I did no such thing.” England smiled, feeling America’s heart beat and seeing his golden hair slide away between his gloves. “What can I do…” “Hm.” England said, “Maybe you should warm up some more.” “Oh,” America shot upward. “Good idea!” Said boisterously as America started to try to skate to the opening, totally oblivious to the shocked soccer moms staring at him. Realizing England wasn’t skating to follow him. He turned around. Very carefully. England could feel his glower, and he hoped his frown was as evident as it felt. America had the decency to look sheepish. “Oh.” “Oh.” England mocked slightly. He couldn’t help that he tilted on his skates and tapped the front down annoyed, skillfully balanced. “Ooh, you look so good!” America pitifully skated very slowly back. He leaned forward quickly, and pecked England’s lips. “Now come on! Let’s go warm up, and get hot cocoa, and…” England could feel his face’s redness as easily got ahead of America and he gently pulled his big oaf of a boyfriend towards the open gate. “Come on, you.” America smiled his megawatt smile at him. “Wasn’t that fun?!” Seriously, England didn’t know why he kept him. Matthew was going to get an earful tomorrow. He tried to hide the small smile that kept creeping up at the edges of his mouth. He didn’t mind not skating on a skating date for once, not at all.

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Constant as the stars above Always know that you are loved And my love shining in you Will help you make your dreams come true Will help your dreams come true The lamb lies down and rests it's head On it's mother's down in bed Dolphin plays in the moonlight's glow And butterfly dreams of a violet rose Dreams of a violet rose I'll cradle you in my arms tonight A sun embraces the moonlight The clouds will carry us off tonight Our dreams will run deep like the sea Our dreams will run deep like the sea Constant as the stars above Always know that you are loved And my love shining in you Will help you make your dreams come true Will help your dreams come true

This is for @hypes-peak-academy, who left the prompt opened.

Hellohello! I am your very tardy secret santa for @xmas-usukexchange2016.Terribly sorry for the long wait! It took me a very long time to think of what to draw… (´；д；`) But I wanted to do something fluffy and happy for our two loveable dorks. 

I tried a new colouring style for this, it was really fun to do aha. I really hope you like it! Have a happy new year, sweetie!  ゛(*´ω`;;;pq  

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Do you still need backups? I'm glad to be one!

Yes please thank you!!

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Hey eggg! Do you still need backups? I could be one if you need one :3c

Ahh yes please, that'd be great thank you!! ^^

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People acting as back ups will be given prompts later today, google docs isn't letting me access the prompts ;;

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The Fires of Heakoni

Gift for @xmas-usukexchange2016! I’m gifting to @blackroseauthoress. It got a little longer than I thought it would, so I hope you enjoy these 2,634 words of usuk fantasy! Can also be found here on Ao3!

 In the kingdom of Spades, magic was well understood, from common witchcraft to the divine magic that chose the rulers. Although most larger towns had no problem with the local witches, and would even often employ them for simple tasks, smaller, more isolated towns would often blame local witches for problems such as disease and crop failure, and banish the witch.

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Merry Christmas, @arthur-and-alfred ! This is only a quick sketch for like half of my @xmas-usukexchange2016 gift, and the short little story I wrote still has to be proof-read. I’ll definitely try to get it to you by tomorrow though!

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Gift deadline over

You can still post any gifts late and I’ll reblog them but Ill be assigning people who hadn’t gotten their gifts by now to someone.