Poland/Prussia/Lithuania, Post-USSR
anonymous
September 4 2009, 01:40:32 UTC
So, I had this terrible vision of 1989!Germany, being all excited about seeing Prussia/East Germany again, tearing the Wall down, waiting, certain that his brother is *right there* on the other side... only to see nobody. He's convinced (along with the rest of the world, with a few exceptions) that Prussia ceased to exist when the Wall fell. He hates himself a bit for killing his brother, etc. etc. All very sad. But that is not the story I want to read
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Reparations? p1
anonymous
September 26 2009, 06:51:16 UTC
So, I am not the anon who said they would do this, and I hope they post theirs anyway, because 1) this is my first time writing these characters and I can't shake the feeling they're dreadfully OOC and 2) anything I know about anything I learned on Wikipedia, so I can't really go in depth with it.
Still. I like threesomes. X3
He watched the cheering, huddled, crying throng, looking for just a glimpse of white hair. He had been looking forever, it seemed. He had searched the overflowing embassy, walked the length of the wall repeatedly, he had even negotiated to see the refugees in Hungary. That had been nearly three days ago.
He watched idly as his people broke chunks off the wall with sledgehammers, maybe trying to move the demolition along faster than the construction workers, maybe just hoping for souvenirs. He didn’t want any souvenirs. He didn’t even really care that the wall was coming down. He just wanted to see his brother, to hug him, and get told he was girl
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Reparations? p2
anonymous
September 26 2009, 06:53:30 UTC
“How does it feel?” Feliks demanded cruelly, twisting the hair in his hands. Gilbert gritted his teeth, but otherwise gave no reaction. “To have your land split apart? To have everything and everyone you love and call home and family torn from you and given to the undeserving, the uncaring“Oh, that’s what this is about?” Gilbert began to laugh. “The partitions? I just took mine before Russia fucked you literally and thus me figuratively just because you were too much of a pu
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Reparations? p3
anonymous
September 26 2009, 06:56:05 UTC
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Feliks demanded, hissing in his ear, but Gilbert didn’t pay him any attention, focusing solely on the Lithuanian instead.
Toris stood, but didn’t look at him, instead looking at Feliks. Something seemed to pass between them, and Gilbert could feel the Pole nod from behind him.
Gilbert’s eyes widened as Toris took a step towards him, fingers fiddling with the top of his pants. “Oh, hellThe dagger pressing tighter into his throat stopped his words with a slightly pained gurgle. He felt a slow trickle of blood inching its way down his throat, tickling all the hairs, and the torture of not being able to wipe it away was almost worse than the actual cut
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Reparations? p4
anonymous
September 26 2009, 06:59:35 UTC
Not that his two attackers would notice, really. Instead, they seemed to be lost in their own little world, little breathy moans of each other’s names, accompanied by hazy smiles. But when Toris reached out his hand and Feliks intertwined their fingers, even as distracted as he was, Gilbert barely refrained from snorting and rolling his eyes at the cheesy gesture
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Reparations? p5
anonymous
September 26 2009, 07:01:38 UTC
But the two men weren’t finished yet. Feliks was almost squeaking in his ear, and Toris was moaning lowly, but they were still thrusting into Gilbert’s tired body. Toris’ grasp had moved to Gilbert’s hips and he pulled them up slightly.
Gilbert twitched and had to give a loud moan as a feeling not unlike an electric shock thudded in his groin. Toris noticed and hit the spot again. And again. And again.
“Fuck,” Gilbert swore emphatically through gritted teeth as his body tightened back up far too quickly, his eyes squeezing closed. They had to stop. He was hanging on the edge again and it was too much. His cock was going to explode which was stupid because it wasn’t even hardA brash scream filled the air as everything from the tips of his toes to his shoulders seized and shook, his vision going slightly black at the edges, as pleasure barrelled through him, ruining everything in its path and leaving him a blubbering, sweaty, trembling mess
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Re: Reparations? p5
anonymous
September 26 2009, 12:29:35 UTC
this was wonderful, anon. they didn't feel ooc at all (your prussia was fantastic), and although the ending felt a little rushed it was still a lovely reunion. ♥!
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anonymous
September 26 2009, 15:12:44 UTC
Thanks for the fill - and for hitting the bonuses, too! It was a pleasant surprise to see this fic waiting for me this morning. :) (How did Prussia get away, btw?)
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anonymous
September 26 2009, 23:34:51 UTC
I'm glad. I had such a hard time posting this after I wrote it, because I was so worried about what you'd think.
Um, I was trying to keep it ambiguous. As in, you don't know whether they let him out or he escaped or what happened, nor would you know, because NONE of them are going to talk about it, but reading it again, it does sound rushed and choppy. Sorry. OTZ
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anonymous
September 27 2009, 02:20:35 UTC
Oh, don't worry - I just decided that it works if there was a longer timeskip than I thought, and Ludwig is *just that patient* or has made a habit of going to the remains of the wall every night, because that way the escape/parole isn't tied to the sex. Er, if that made sense. Thanks again for the fill! :)
Re: Reparations? p5
anonymous
September 27 2009, 22:16:59 UTC
Other potential Authornon here.
Great story, other anon! The smut was really well written, but the ending a bit quick. I did like it overall, though :)
I'm still working on my fill! I'm planning on it to be a multichapter fill, not sure how long though. As I said before, I'm very busy! So far Ive only been able to write afew paragraphs OTL But I'll still try to get it up.
Re: Reparations? p5
anonymous
September 28 2009, 05:58:30 UTC
I'm very curious as to prussia's emotionally state after that, but eh, you can end your story wherever you want right? That was great, thanks for the fill.
It's Not All Alright(1/?)
anonymous
October 1 2009, 00:45:17 UTC
This the other Authornon. Here's the beginning of the fic I promised. At first I was going to write my own fic, but I was inspired by the previous anon's fill. This was inspired by their fill and is a bit of a continuation, if you will, to their story. All the italic lines in the beginning are from the other fill.
A half hard cock shoved into his face…
“You bite,” the Pole hissed in his ear again, “and I am so totally slitting your throat and dumping you in a sewer.”
In, out, in out, never ending. Can’t think, can’t move, can’t breath…
“You would enjoy this, you slut…”
Then--suddenly--pleasure, but in the wrong place and the wrong time. He shouldn’t be enjoying this…he should not…
A brash scream filled the air as everything from the tips of his toes to his shoulders seized and shook, his vision going slightly black at the edge…
Then, mercifully, darkness. ~*~“Ah!” Prussia--no, Easy Germany now--awoke with a start, jerking up into a sitting position and panting, skin shining with a moist layer of sweat. Again, he had dreamt of
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Still. I like threesomes. X3
He watched the cheering, huddled, crying throng, looking for just a glimpse of white hair. He had been looking forever, it seemed. He had searched the overflowing embassy, walked the length of the wall repeatedly, he had even negotiated to see the refugees in Hungary. That had been nearly three days ago.
He watched idly as his people broke chunks off the wall with sledgehammers, maybe trying to move the demolition along faster than the construction workers, maybe just hoping for souvenirs. He didn’t want any souvenirs. He didn’t even really care that the wall was coming down. He just wanted to see his brother, to hug him, and get told he was girl ( ... )
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Toris stood, but didn’t look at him, instead looking at Feliks. Something seemed to pass between them, and Gilbert could feel the Pole nod from behind him.
Gilbert’s eyes widened as Toris took a step towards him, fingers fiddling with the top of his pants. “Oh, hellThe dagger pressing tighter into his throat stopped his words with a slightly pained gurgle. He felt a slow trickle of blood inching its way down his throat, tickling all the hairs, and the torture of not being able to wipe it away was almost worse than the actual cut ( ... )
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Gilbert twitched and had to give a loud moan as a feeling not unlike an electric shock thudded in his groin. Toris noticed and hit the spot again. And again. And again.
“Fuck,” Gilbert swore emphatically through gritted teeth as his body tightened back up far too quickly, his eyes squeezing closed. They had to stop. He was hanging on the edge again and it was too much. His cock was going to explode which was stupid because it wasn’t even hardA brash scream filled the air as everything from the tips of his toes to his shoulders seized and shook, his vision going slightly black at the edges, as pleasure barrelled through him, ruining everything in its path and leaving him a blubbering, sweaty, trembling mess ( ... )
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Thanks anon
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Um, I was trying to keep it ambiguous. As in, you don't know whether they let him out or he escaped or what happened, nor would you know, because NONE of them are going to talk about it, but reading it again, it does sound rushed and choppy. Sorry. OTZ
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Thanks again for the fill! :)
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Great story, other anon! The smut was really well written, but the ending a bit quick. I did like it overall, though :)
I'm still working on my fill! I'm planning on it to be a multichapter fill, not sure how long though. As I said before, I'm very busy! So far Ive only been able to write afew paragraphs OTL But I'll still try to get it up.
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A half hard cock shoved into his face…
“You bite,” the Pole hissed in his ear again, “and I am so totally slitting your throat and dumping you in a sewer.”
In, out, in out, never ending. Can’t think, can’t move, can’t breath…
“You would enjoy this, you slut…”
Then--suddenly--pleasure, but in the wrong place and the wrong time. He shouldn’t be enjoying this…he should not…
A brash scream filled the air as everything from the tips of his toes to his shoulders seized and shook, his vision going slightly black at the edge…
Then, mercifully, darkness.
~*~“Ah!” Prussia--no, Easy Germany now--awoke with a start, jerking up into a sitting position and panting, skin shining with a moist layer of sweat. Again, he had dreamt of ( ... )
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