Not going to lie, I actually find the idea of and usual portrayal of nyo FrUK's relationship more appealing than regular FrUK.
Banter and tension can be fun, but I prefer when characters get along/like each other to at least some extent, otherwise there's no chemistry, only contempt.
The majority of the time in fanon, their nyos just come off less obnoxious and disgusted by the other, I guess?
I can't fully put my finger on it, but there's something about the ladies' dynamic. 🤔
I read Yuritalia and hope I'm not too late for a request. But Nyo!FrUk with Nyo!France deciding she is tired of Nyo!England's bland wardrobe and has her try on many different outfits she buys for her. The outfits England looks really good in grants her a kiss from the other.
SHIP: Nyo! FrUK
RATING: K
After being dragged around from store to store, Alice was at her limit. She wasn’t a large fan of shopping trips, especially ones accompanied by her label loving girlfriend. While she respected her love of beauty and all things fashion, she wasn’t as fascinated by it. Her wardrobe was quite dull, containing mostly casual wear and a few formal pieces. However, these were merely one dress and two blazers for her dress pants. Personally, she was happy with the selection, buying the occasional shirt or legging to add to the collection.
On the other hand, Marianne was displeased by her lover’s lack of care in her appearance. Being a woman of high class, she tended to take pride in her looks. Every outfit and makeup product was part of her arsenal. She dressed to impress, knowing she could obtain what she wanted with ease. The eyes were easy to dazzle, and Marianne knew just how to gain a favor with a sway of her hips and a flirtatious wink.
This was how the day came to be. Alice was free from work and was forced into this shopping extravaganza. The pair picked out dresses, skirts, blouses, and many things that the girl could not remember the name of for the life of her. She never had seen so many shades of lipstick or eye shadow, and Marianne was happy to splurge. Unlike Alice, she had much money to spare. Being from a family of old money was quite awarding.
Waiting in a dressing room, Alice watched as Marianne brought in a new selection of clothes for her girlfriend. She was exhausted. She never thought that the act of trying on clothes would ever feel so cumbersome.
“I’m done with this, Marianne! I’m tired, and I want to go home. I’d like to go back and enjoy my day off.” she says, crossing her arms.
“Amour, don’t be such a bore. I know you’re not going to do anything at home. You were playing solitaire before I picked you up!” Hanging the clothes up, she grabbed the other ones Alice disliked.
“I enjoy it. I want to sit in my arm chair, drink tea, and curl up with my book. I am not trying on anything else.” she says, making it clear she would not back off.
Pouting, Marianne took the clothes except for a single dress. It was sequin and rose pink in color. She had really thought it would look great on her figure, so she had to at least try it out. Besides, one more couldn’t kill her, right?
“Alice, my darling, wear this? I promise we can leave right after. We will go back to your apartment thing and lay on the couch, yes?” she suggested, giving a flirty kissy face. This merely made the other laugh.
“Uh huh, I never said you could come back with me, but I will put this thing on.” she teased, but Marianne knew she was kidding. After being left alone in the room, Alice began to slip the dress over her body. She zipped up the back, glancing over to the mirror on the wall. She was surprised that she thought she looked rather pretty. So, she stepped out and let Marianne get a look.
“Magnifique!” she gushed, going to hug Alice in a tight embrace. Despite her groans, she did not let her go for a minute. She knew that the dress was just right. It would be perfect for the date she was planning at the end of the week too. Little did Alice know, but Marianne had a very extravagant reservation for them.
“Let me go, I need to change back.” she complained, but Marianne pulled her into a lovely kiss. Alice was shocked, quickly bringing the girl into the dressing room so they would not be watched. The kiss wasn’t chaste for long, Marianne having a thing for putting her tongue in places it didn’t belong. Still, Alice always seemed to like what it did to her.
Pulling apart, Alice playfully punched her arm. She knew how much that the blonde hated public displays of affection. They always set her on edge in fear of who was watching. Turning away, she let Marianne unzip the dress and help her put her clothes back on.
“Am I allowed on the couch with you now?”
“We’ll see.” she smiles, and the girls left to buy the dress and head back to her home.
