On February 1st, Arthur get's a rose from his lover. He gets the next one the second day. And so the month goes on, one flower a day. And then it's Valentine's day. /I'm trying to get back to writing after a while of not writing anything, so this is just some fluff that came to mind.

It is the early 1800s, and the young British prince is very happy with his lover, despite the lover being from a lower class, and a male. What happens, when one day this Frenchman is sent away from the palace, and Arthur is told he is never going to see him again? Is there any chance in that unfair world for these two souls to express the love that they feel for each other?

A Briton who is a big fan or fashion and vocaloids, and who is a bigger sucker for romance than he wants to admit, tells the story of how he met the love of his life. It's cliché, it's sappy, but it's what happened. /Also, I'm really sorry for the title. I couldn't come up with anything cute and romantic, and my sense of humor is horrible. And I'm not sure if this is humor #Itried

While rummaging through the old attic of his and his lover's shared home, Arthur finds an old outfit. It brings back memories, scars and love.

There is yet another feast in Asgard, where the warriors and gods all celebrate Thor and his success in whatever battle he has been in. Only one god, the god of mischief, remains in his own chamber, jealous and longing for the love of a person he can never get. Thor/Loki slash

Francis didn't cry, he didn't frown, he didn't tremble. He looked like he was unable to understand anything around him, he looked like he was just frozen there in the front row. With an emotionless look in his eyes, he watched as the others, one by one, walked over to the coffin, placing flowers on top of it, whispering their last words to the man.

He could remember when Francis had told him those words. 'I have to go'. It was the worst thing he had heard since 10 minutes ago when Francis had told him to shoot him. An assassin on the roof top with a young policeman. A librarian holding a young boy in his lap as they read books together. Is there really any difference? /T for character death

A delicate, gloved hand was raised up to catch some of the falling snowflakes. At this time of the year, the snow was fascinating. It was almost romantic. But only almost. If you wanted the year's first snow to be romantic, you needed someone to be there with you.

It's one of those Fridays when Francis has to go to get the drunken Briton from the bar, but there's something different about Arthur this time. And Francis finds the temptation to be too big. / T for Arthur's mouth and a few implications of sex. Nothing general.

Arhtur has spent a night over at Francis house. He wakes up in the middle of the night and muses about how Francis is perfect, and how he is not. Arthur's POV

Arthur is having a quiet moment in his home, with his tea, book and warm blanket. But why does it feel like something is missing? /A drabble

"Look, Francis, I know that you care for that… that… Whatever that Brit's name is, but he is not good for the band's imago." Arthur felt his heart skip a beat. There was no way their relationship could end like this! /AU where Francis is the singer of a boy band, and Arthur is his boyfriend.

Prince Arthur is lonely since he's separated from his French lover. What will happen when the said Frenchy appears to the backyard of his castle? Songfic.

The title says enough. A drabble for this amazing day!

"I never thought he loved me that much…," Arthur said, a hint of regret in his voice. "Without him, I would be dead, but without me, he'd be alive." / One-sided FrUK with USUK on the side. T for character death and not so nice language on that one part. Kind of angsty fic.

Sometimes Arthur really hated how good-looking his boyfriend was. Sure, it was nice to have someone as handsome as the Frenchman by his side, but it wasn't so nice when the others seemed to be interested in his good looks as well. / FrUK with a little bit of everyone flirting with Francis

Arthur Kirkland, the English teacher of the school, is forced to direct a play with the French teacher. Just what will happen when Francis decides to teach the students a bit about the art of acting? /T for sexual innuendos 'cause I'm paranoid.

Arthur wakes up against the warm chest of Francis, and it definitely is not the first time. T for mentions of sex. /... I always suck at writing summaries

Arthur is feeling unsure about his looks. / Just a very short drabble to ease my writer's block.

"As the music started, Arthur noticed something; Francis was an amazing dancer. He wasn't too bad himself, but the way Francis moved… It was like he was created to dance." /Another short FrUK story Hope you enjoy!

The title says it all. How did the others find out about their relationship? Very short FrUk story.

It has been ten years since Ludwig met Kiku. It has been five yeas since they started dating. It has been four months since Kiku died. /Past character-dead and a mention of suicide. Kind of angsty. GerPan needs more love

"But..! You promised to be always by my side...! You cannot leave me...!" "I know, mon cher. I have no other choices." T for character death. Story much better than summary, trust me!

Just some very short and very random phone conversation between Francis and Arthur. *LE GASP* I'll continue this fic! :O No one saw that coming.

Arthur writes about the first and the last time when he heard Francis saying that he loves him. WARNING; Arthur cutting himself and character death. - T-rating because of those things.

Francis and Arthur are laying on the beach under the starry sky and a confession is made. Maybe fluff? I don't know.

Arthur is invated to Matthew's (whose...? yeah I know, I'm very funny) masquerade party where he sees a very sexy and famialiar guy. Just who might that be? FrUK and two mentions of AmeCan. Rated T for kissing. Oh and this is the first time when I wrote anything this long so I don't know is it good at all xd

Arthur gets a valentine in a world meeting. Sounds boring, no? Well it's not, it's quite cute (?)

Greece is taking a nap when some certain annoying Turkish man comes to visit. Later Japan appears and saves the day! Crappy summary is crappy. This is just some short Giripan story... R&R

Francis and Arthur haven't seen in years. Then the Brit gets a letter, a letter with a cofession in it. FrUk romance.

What will happend when Francis and Alfred come to Arthur's door, telling that they have been fighting about him...?