that damn scarf [1/2]
anonymous
January 14 2010, 10:17:43 UTC
In keeping with the idea that Nations are very hard to kill . . . Commentboxed, please forgive typos.
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One more tug - America twisted his fist in Russia's scarf, and Russia tried to swallow, tried to get more air in his lungs, but the scarf was too tight to allow him the least bit of movement, and black haze was drifting across his vision and oh, it was so good. He was shaking, and he didn't know when he'd started. Or where it was going to end. His arms kept tugging, and Russia didn't have America's strength and right now he really didn't have the concentration, so his arms didn't move an inch. America's leather belt rubbed against his wrists. His bindings were just tight enough to be painful.
America grinned, and the light glinted off his glasses. He never bothered to take his glasses off. "How's that?"
Perfect, Russia would have said, if he had the air to speak. He settled for arching off the bed. He wanted America to touch him so badly.
"Right, then," America declared, in the same happy tone he would have used for Let's
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Re: that damn scarf [2/2]
anonymous
January 14 2010, 16:35:09 UTC
OP here, and I really enjoyed this! I wasn't expecting that kind of ending, but I still thought it was fitting, especially considering the clear-as-mud immortality aspect of the characters. And I certainly wouldn't object to a sequel~
Re: that damn scarf [2/2]
anonymous
January 14 2010, 17:14:45 UTC
"I got better, yes?"
PFFFF TVTropes, you ruined my life!!
So, anyway, how deliciously twisted this little story was. Hot and somewhat funny in a very dark way. Masochistic nations are the happiest masochists in the world, they can go further than anyone!
cleanup [1/2]
anonymous
January 15 2010, 06:22:00 UTC
It was so damn conveninent that Russia's bathtub had those built in - thingies. What were they called? Like a soap dish, but with a place to hang your washcloth. America can't think of the name. If there is one, and he's not at all certain of that right now, he's kind of losing his concentration. Which is sort of the point. It's hard to think when you're dripping blood from all these little cuts. He thrashes, just a little, when he feels Russia's hand on his cheek. But the rope holds, they're built in and not held to the wall with those dinky suction cups, so he doesn't have to concentrate. He can thrash around if he needs to. He usually needs to when they're on the bed, so this is probably gonna be the same. More of the same
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cleanup [2/2]
anonymous
January 15 2010, 15:11:12 UTC
He wakes up still in the bathtub, too weak to shiver. The blood is gone; there are bandages wrapped around his thighs, and plastered amatuerishly across his chest. That's nothing new. Usually he's even awake as Russia does his best, with his oversize hands, to tend to the wounds he made.
Russia is holding his hand. "Ah!" he declares, and a flush spreads over his cheeks. "You're back!" There's still a spalatter of blood on his forearms; his shirt was discarded long ago, but he still wears the scarf. America almost laughs.
He settles for whispering, "Yeah. Back." Shaking his head would be a bad idea just now, so he forces himself to grin. Returning from the undiscouvered bourne is never fun; he's done it often enough, but it's disorienting even without the blood loss. "Have a good time screwing my corpse
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Re: cleanup [2/2]
anonymous
January 15 2010, 21:24:00 UTC
God, Russia, Y SO HOT? It makes me feel guilty, dirty and sinful Specially when you take off everything but your scarf. Mmmm
And I LOL'd like, 6 times, which is too many for such a short pieceXD. Russia and his standards, America thinking of bathtub pieces, Russia giggling after severing someone's femoral arteries, and China, and god THIS
"You have such lovely red blood. Maybe you're a little redder than you thought, yes?"
The breath play aspect can be as dark as anon!writer likes, but I'd really prefer the death to be accidental, please!
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One more tug - America twisted his fist in Russia's scarf, and Russia tried to swallow, tried to get more air in his lungs, but the scarf was too tight to allow him the least bit of movement, and black haze was drifting across his vision and oh, it was so good. He was shaking, and he didn't know when he'd started. Or where it was going to end. His arms kept tugging, and Russia didn't have America's strength and right now he really didn't have the concentration, so his arms didn't move an inch. America's leather belt rubbed against his wrists. His bindings were just tight enough to be painful.
America grinned, and the light glinted off his glasses. He never bothered to take his glasses off. "How's that?"
Perfect, Russia would have said, if he had the air to speak. He settled for arching off the bed. He wanted America to touch him so badly.
"Right, then," America declared, in the same happy tone he would have used for Let's ( ... )
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PFFFF TVTropes, you ruined my life!!
So, anyway, how deliciously twisted this little story was. Hot and somewhat funny in a very dark way. Masochistic nations are the happiest masochists in the world, they can go further than anyone!
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Anon, you made this shameless breathplay fangirl very, very pleased. :D AND you managed to play it along with my headcanon. Wins!
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Russia is holding his hand. "Ah!" he declares, and a flush spreads over his cheeks. "You're back!" There's still a spalatter of blood on his forearms; his shirt was discarded long ago, but he still wears the scarf. America almost laughs.
He settles for whispering, "Yeah. Back." Shaking his head would be a bad idea just now, so he forces himself to grin. Returning from the undiscouvered bourne is never fun; he's done it often enough, but it's disorienting even without the blood loss. "Have a good time screwing my corpse ( ... )
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Specially when you take off everything but your scarf. Mmmm
And I LOL'd like, 6 times, which is too many for such a short pieceXD. Russia and his standards, America thinking of bathtub pieces, Russia giggling after severing someone's femoral arteries, and China, and god THIS
"You have such lovely red blood. Maybe you're a little redder than you thought, yes?"
LOOOOOOOOL
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