[CHAPTERFIC] You Can't Take the Sky from Me Chapter Twenty-Eight (Axis Powers Hetalia)

[cosmic_dare]

Title: You Can't Take the Sky from Me [FF.NET Chapter Twenty-Eight] [ Writing Journal Previous Chapters ]
Pairing: AmericaxEngland, PolandxLithuania, GermanyxItaly, SpainxRomano, Belarus---->Russia, PrussiaxSwitzerland, GreecexJapan, HungaryxAustria. Future pairings: SwedenxFinland
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor/Drama/Action+Adventure/

Comments

[marimo_blogger]

God, why haven't I found this fic sooner? I love it sooo much, and I love my OTP even more thanks to you and your awesome writing skills :) I read the whole 28 chapters in one sitting, and am re-reading them now. I love how you made America and England's relationship an awkward but lovely one (for now; here's hoping for more development!).

AAAHH there's so much I could fangirl about but for now, Viva La Résistance! *goes back to flailing in front of her laptop*

[haro]

Awww yay that's so awesome. It made you love the pairing more? *beams and grins all happily*

There will definitely be more development with them. ♥

[whethervain]

Wow. Way to break my heart into melted little pieces of sad America-ness. Tiny, tiny pieces of heartbreak. And the worst part? You made me LIKE it. Crying America burying his face in pyjamas-and-coat-wearing England is just as cute as it is heartwrenching.

As always, your descriptions are absolutely GORGEOUS. I was going to quote back the first two sentences at you as an example of your awesome description-ness, but the whole first two paragraphs are equally beautiful. All the descriptions of sad!America, with red eyes and tear tracks were so especially vivid. I just wanted to give America a giant hug and reassure him that he's still everybody's favorite hero.

“I tried so hard… England. Tried to be a hero and…” God. That line. It was so America that it brought tears to my eyes. I think that's the point where my heart officially broke into a million pieces.

Also, viva La Résistance!<333

[socialholic]

Okay, let's see if I even know how to write comments for fics anymore, it seems like it has been ages since I did it last and I'm rather itching to be able to do it again :D.

I find it really very endearing that England is determined to stay awake until America arrives - it tells a lot about how much he cares for America, wanting to stay awake the whole night if needed to. And England even sings to keep himself from falling asleep - that's so cute, seriously, and truly a good way to keep yourself from falling asleep, haha.

The whir of the plane’s propeller and the steam engines that powered were noisy as it landed, and England’s coat billowed backward in the wind created by America’s descent.I don't know if I've said it enough many times, but I really, REALLY love the way you describe everything, like in that scene I can imagine SO WELL how exactly England's coat "billowed backward in the wind" *u* I just, it gives me chills and at times I feel like I'm watching this fic instead of reading it. Love it