Fill Please?
anonymous
October 4 2009, 20:55:35 UTC
I've posted up a couple requests, but not one has actually beendone. D: So if an Anon could make my day and fill this, I'd love you forever~ <3
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anonymous
October 18 2009, 23:56:49 UTC
Note: -cough- I'm not sure if I have the current mental stamina or time to dedicate to a massive story on this project, even though I have my own Hetalia-mafia bit that I've been toying with. But I got an idea for a quick one-shot and rattled this off. I hope that this is all right?Kiku has a new tattoo. It’s shiny and silken and stark black along a shoulder blade. Yong-soo eyes it critically, tilting his head this way and that. He takes a drag from his cigarette
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(after reading) I think you're doing an amazing job. I mean, how do we know that Hong Kong didn't turn out the way he did from England's influence? Maybe he would have been more outspoken if he had stayed with Yao? Anyways, can't wait for more :3
Yao watched the dim light of the lamp glint off the edge of the sleek dagger he held. He weighed it carefully in one hand and admired the delicately etched patterns on the naked blade itself
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Whirling around, Xiang almost reached for his weapon before he realized that he was at home and was face to face with none other than Tai.
She raised a delicate eyebrow and swept her dark brown hair over her shoulder, “So on edge tonight, Ge-ge.”
“Don’t call me that,” he snapped back and continued down the hallway towards his own study.
To his surprise, she followed, matching him step for step, expression settling into a more businesslike one, “What happened Xiang?”
His normally expressionless face twisted into a snarl, “Ivan Braginsky did.”
Tai’s serious expression grew darker, “I don’t like him.”
A snort, “Who does?”
There was a moment of silence where they each dared the other to answer that very obvious question out loud.
Xiang sighed, letting go of the tension in his shoulders, steps slowing down slightly, “He’s interfering way too much in our territory just because Da-ge is willing to turn a blind eye to everything“He’s a threat.” Tai’s words were a hiss. She didn’t like the big Russian anymore than Xiang
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The nervous looking young man fidgeted in his chair. His fingers ran through his dark brown hair then smoothed over his collar before settling on top of his other hand, tapping erratically
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So if an Anon could make my day and fill this, I'd love you forever~ <3 ( ... )
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<3 I absolutely love this <3
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Whirling around, Xiang almost reached for his weapon before he realized that he was at home and was face to face with none other than Tai.
She raised a delicate eyebrow and swept her dark brown hair over her shoulder, “So on edge tonight, Ge-ge.”
“Don’t call me that,” he snapped back and continued down the hallway towards his own study.
To his surprise, she followed, matching him step for step, expression settling into a more businesslike one, “What happened Xiang?”
His normally expressionless face twisted into a snarl, “Ivan Braginsky did.”
Tai’s serious expression grew darker, “I don’t like him.”
A snort, “Who does?”
There was a moment of silence where they each dared the other to answer that very obvious question out loud.
Xiang sighed, letting go of the tension in his shoulders, steps slowing down slightly, “He’s interfering way too much in our territory just because Da-ge is willing to turn a blind eye to everything“He’s a threat.” Tai’s words were a hiss. She didn’t like the big Russian anymore than Xiang ( ... )
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The A/Ns are fine, I kind of like them :3 (get to see the author behind the genius writing!)
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I have a thing for MafiTalia, and this is really well-written. <3
Thumbs-up for you, and I can't wait to read more~ :33
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Awwwww, they have each other's cellphone numbers! That's so sweet! xD
(Especially being Bosses, their numbers are really REALLY hard to get.)
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Words cannot describe how much I love this so far.
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