Ordinary Humans and their Countries [hurt/comfort]
anonymous
January 11 2010, 15:02:00 UTC
Anon would like to see fic about normal humans helping their countries during a crisis. For example, let's see people doing stuff like:
- nursing a country back to health during a plague - giving them food during a famine - protecting them or taking care of their injuries during a war - letting them sleep in their house when they have nowhere else to go - just simply comforting them during a hard time
The catch is that they have no idea that the person they're helping is their country; they might have a feeling that they know this person, but really they think they're just taking care of another human. They can figure out the truth later though, if you like.
Any country is fine here, but I especially like Russia, America, France and England.
A Wind in the Door [Part I ; (1/2)]
anonymous
January 16 2010, 15:49:21 UTC
[ F R A N C E ] Circa 1794 ; during the Reign of TerrorIf anyone else could see the shadow of a man stumble and fall to the ground, none of them mentioned it. Alix and her sisters had been ordered into the house earlier that day, when the mob arrived, carting the guillotine. Since then, they’d been huddled together in the center of their small home, fearing the worst when Papa didn’t return from the inspection of their grain stores
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A Wind in the Door [Part I ; (2/2)]
anonymous
January 16 2010, 15:50:14 UTC
The man sat back with an extravagant sigh. “I’d rather eat tar than wait this out with that old prude.” Alix looked to him questioningly, and so he just laughed-a rich, warm, and ironic laugh. “Look, Mademoiselle-don’t give me that look; it’s my language and I’ll speak it as I please-I think you take me for a noble, but I assure you, I am not. My family has never held a title in France
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The Troubles [1/4]
anonymous
January 16 2010, 21:46:25 UTC
First anon here again, with a drabble, as promised. I hope no one minds a male South Ireland, but I love fir3h34t's characters way too much. *chuckles*
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Shannon knew full well the dangers of going to the market for groceries. But it had to be done. Just stepping into the street these days was like stepping into a war zone. But that was, more than likely, because the streets really were a war zone now
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Re: The Troubles [2/4]
anonymous
January 16 2010, 21:48:59 UTC
He sat up carefully, and shrugged his uniform jacket off, and then peeled his shirt off completely, so she could work. He insisted on doing it by himself, despite his obvious pain, and sighed with relief when he could finally just sit back and let her work. She rummaged around for a pair of pliers, a cloth, a bucket for water, and some alcohol and gauze. She kept these things close, in case she, or her brother, were ever shot. It was a common fear nowadays. She came back to the young man, who had been watching her carefully
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Re: The Troubles [3/4]
anonymous
January 16 2010, 21:53:19 UTC
After a bit, Seamus spoke again. “This isn’t really a war,” he spoke, his voice loosing its warmth and humour. “This is a petty squabble between two brothers; both equally stubborn, both equally hotheaded. The fights seem to come to some sort of conclusion, and then,” he choked on his words here. “And then that no-good arse steps in, and stirs it all back up again!” He slammed a fist against the wall, and pursed his lips in anger. “I just wish Arthur would stay out of it!”
Shannon jumped a bit. There was a lot to this man than she knew. Or cared to know, for that matter. But her curiosity drove her to pry.
“Arthur?”
“Aye,” Seamus replied, heavily. “Arthur Kirkland. Blasted bastard keeps antagonizing Conner, keeps pokin’ his god-dammed nose where it doesn’t belong!” Another slam to the wall with a fist. “Says he’s ‘being a neutral party’ or some garbage like that. It’s bullshit! It’s an excuse to tear us apart is what it is! Bitter arse, can’t let me go, even after all this time! I should have guessed as much, given how he’s prone
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Re: The Troubles [4/4]
anonymous
January 16 2010, 22:01:56 UTC
“Are you alright? Is your wound in pain again?”
Seamus shook his head. “It’s nothin’, Lassie. Nothin’…” He sobbed again, still silent, trying his best to hold it back, even as his shoulders convulsed violently. Shannon tentatively wrapped him in a hug, and he finally allowed himself to cry heavily into her shoulder. She stroked his hair soothingly, trying to ease the poor man.
“Conner…” he sobbed. “Oh Conner…”
He loved his brother; so much it made his heart break. She could understand that. She held Seamus to her, stroking his hair and whispering soothingly to him until he finally became calm again. He didn’t pull away though, and just stood there, hugging her tightly, almost afraid to let go.
“Forgive me, Shannon,” he whispered to her suddenly, and she was shocked.
“Oh, don’t be like that. Tears aren’t a bad thing-”
“No,” Seamus said, pulling back, his eyes solemn and dark. “Forgive me, forgive us, for this blasted fighting.” He touched her cheek lightly with his hand, stroking her face lightly with his thumb. “Forgive me for
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Re: The Troubles NOTES
anonymous
January 16 2010, 22:17:50 UTC
And that's that. ^^; Feuf, I need to stop writing such sappy crap! Anyway, a few quick things:
The Troubles: The civil war between North and South Ireland, lasting from about the late 1960’s to 1998. The principal issues at stake in the Troubles were the constitutional status of Northern Ireland and the relationship between the mainly Protestant Unionist and mainly Catholic Nationalist communities in Northern Ireland. While the casualties were low, wounded rates were quite high, and it caused unresolved tension between the two halves of the country.
Arthur's Involvement and Bloody Sunday: England stepped into the trouble as a 'neutral third party'. However, the English only served to increase the fighting, as they were interested in keeping their hold on Northern Ireland. On January 30, 1972, the British Army Parachute Regiment shot twenty-seven civil rights protesters during a Northern Ireland Civil Rights Association march. Thirteen people, seven of whom were teenagers, died immediately, while the death of another person 4½ months
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Re: The Troubles NOTES
anonymous
January 16 2010, 23:06:40 UTC
Loved this anon, usually I prefer Ireland as a woman, but you really sold me on him as a guy, Seamus is very lovable. A sweet but sad fill, and the last part with reference to France and Jeanne... D:
- nursing a country back to health during a plague
- giving them food during a famine
- protecting them or taking care of their injuries during a war
- letting them sleep in their house when they have nowhere else to go
- just simply comforting them during a hard time
The catch is that they have no idea that the person they're helping is their country; they might have a feeling that they know this person, but really they think they're just taking care of another human. They can figure out the truth later though, if you like.
Any country is fine here, but I especially like Russia, America, France and England.
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I might even drabble something out for you. =3
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I'll love you if you do.
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Circa 1794 ; during the Reign of TerrorIf anyone else could see the shadow of a man stumble and fall to the ground, none of them mentioned it. Alix and her sisters had been ordered into the house earlier that day, when the mob arrived, carting the guillotine. Since then, they’d been huddled together in the center of their small home, fearing the worst when Papa didn’t return from the inspection of their grain stores ( ... )
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My drabbles are gonna look like crap compared to this.
OH FRANCIS! *Wibbles*
I hope OP does not mind some South Ireland drabble? (I like SI as a male)
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Shannon knew full well the dangers of going to the market for groceries. But it had to be done. Just stepping into the street these days was like stepping into a war zone. But that was, more than likely, because the streets really were a war zone now ( ... )
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Shannon jumped a bit. There was a lot to this man than she knew. Or cared to know, for that matter. But her curiosity drove her to pry.
“Arthur?”
“Aye,” Seamus replied, heavily. “Arthur Kirkland. Blasted bastard keeps antagonizing Conner, keeps pokin’ his god-dammed nose where it doesn’t belong!” Another slam to the wall with a fist. “Says he’s ‘being a neutral party’ or some garbage like that. It’s bullshit! It’s an excuse to tear us apart is what it is! Bitter arse, can’t let me go, even after all this time! I should have guessed as much, given how he’s prone ( ... )
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Seamus shook his head. “It’s nothin’, Lassie. Nothin’…” He sobbed again, still silent, trying his best to hold it back, even as his shoulders convulsed violently. Shannon tentatively wrapped him in a hug, and he finally allowed himself to cry heavily into her shoulder. She stroked his hair soothingly, trying to ease the poor man.
“Conner…” he sobbed. “Oh Conner…”
He loved his brother; so much it made his heart break. She could understand that. She held Seamus to her, stroking his hair and whispering soothingly to him until he finally became calm again. He didn’t pull away though, and just stood there, hugging her tightly, almost afraid to let go.
“Forgive me, Shannon,” he whispered to her suddenly, and she was shocked.
“Oh, don’t be like that. Tears aren’t a bad thing-”
“No,” Seamus said, pulling back, his eyes solemn and dark. “Forgive me, forgive us, for this blasted fighting.” He touched her cheek lightly with his hand, stroking her face lightly with his thumb. “Forgive me for ( ... )
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The Troubles: The civil war between North and South Ireland, lasting from about the late 1960’s to 1998. The principal issues at stake in the Troubles were the constitutional status of Northern Ireland and the relationship between the mainly Protestant Unionist and mainly Catholic Nationalist communities in Northern Ireland. While the casualties were low, wounded rates were quite high, and it caused unresolved tension between the two halves of the country.
Arthur's Involvement and Bloody Sunday: England stepped into the trouble as a 'neutral third party'. However, the English only served to increase the fighting, as they were interested in keeping their hold on Northern Ireland. On January 30, 1972, the British Army Parachute Regiment shot twenty-seven civil rights protesters during a Northern Ireland Civil Rights Association march. Thirteen people, seven of whom were teenagers, died immediately, while the death of another person 4½ months ( ... )
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