Writing Meme

[gryfeathr]

Stole this meme gleefully away from miawinner, considering that I have been sort of hit like mad upside the head with writing-urges and practice is good. Practice with an audience is better.

The first five people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing (of course this means I must know the

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[whythesunshines]

If you want more prompts... maybe you could try a Bela x Lithuania one for me? xD <3

Now We Can Look Russia in the Eye, 1/3?

[gryfeathr]

Warning: I am not deeply versed in Lithuanian culture, or history--or Belarusian, for that matter, and would welcome any and all corrections. Typical Hetalia warnings apply: These are fictional representations, taken out for a lark, and do no reflect my own feelings on historical things/matters

Re: Now We Can Look Russia in the Eye, 2/3?

[gryfeathr]

Lithuania understood the necessity of silence, and kept it, as they stood a few feet apart against the stone wall in front of her. She ignored him. He did his best to subtly watch her, in the way he had learned from his time in Russia’s house, in order to try to gauge her intentions. He thought no one noticed, but she noticed. She’d been watching him ever since he’d been this huge beast to her as young girl, that she sometimes admired, and all the way until the time he had become just another ‘member’ of Russia’s ever growing family as she had become a young lady

Re: Now We Can Look Russia in the Eye, 3/3

[gryfeathr]

Her mouth curled into a dry smile, and she missed the moment Lithuania straightened up from his lean against the wall in order to take her hand. She stared at her gloves as they were gently tugged from her skirts by large green mittens, looking sharply into Lithuania’s face with stiff shoulders. The other man still had that horrible, lying face that tried to say everything was alright even if his eyes were sad. She hated lying, and she hated the way Lithuania’s face always lied, and missed keenly when she had been a girl and Lithuania had always been honestly laughing when he’d picked her up in his arms