My two favorite pairings are Rus/Can and Prus/Can, and I feel like seeing a dosage of both in one fic. I like angst alot, so I would find a "Russia takes over world" setting the most interesting, but anything at all involving this pairing would be awesome!
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anonymous
January 28 2010, 05:50:41 UTC
I took OP's ideas and set this in a futuristic'Russia has expanded his empire' type thing. Also, Matthew'sdesire for contact with Alfred is just to show his loneliness, Can isn't crushing on his bro inthis one. More to come soon.
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That face wrenched at his stomach. Behind the childish smile, the brainwaves lingered- 'I want to fuck you until you can't walk.'
He cringed.
Things hadn't been real since Russia siezed his land. So many smacks, so many tears, so many nights that he longed for the comfort of someone he knew- Someone he could trust.
"Matthew," Ivan finally smiled.
"That is my name," Matthew sighed, then, in remembrance of previous abuse, added meekly, " ...Sir
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anonymous
January 28 2010, 08:48:30 UTC
Op here! Oh god this looks like it's going to be awesome. I love the way you have Matt so snarky and bitter towards Russia despite the control he has over him, rather than the typically protrayed nervous uke. I will obsessively watch for updates!
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anonymous
January 28 2010, 22:50:33 UTC
Thank you, dearie! I'll try to get something up tonight!
And yes! I see Canada as passive-Agressive, introverted, and toting a lot of anxiety (much like myself). However, I don't think he has to be completely submissive and silent. There's a difference between being meek and not being heard. ;)
Speaking of Canada, ReCaptcha says "Manitoba Yes."
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anonymous
January 29 2010, 05:11:22 UTC
There were very few times that Canada had ever felt this disgusting. A prime example was the morning after his virginity was lost. That morning, he was hung over, in pain, and very unaware of where he was and who he had been with just a few hours ago
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Shooot. Sorry for the late review. Stuck at a differant house and posting thru my iPod. Thank god the kink meme 9 didn't hit 9999 before I could post. Anyhow, I really like how utterly unpredictable and random Ivan is, in both his moods and actions. Matty has amazing patients for staying sane under Ivan, me thinks. This fix deserves more reviews like woah.
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anonymous
January 31 2010, 16:05:45 UTC
What a coincidence, I always post through my iPod.(Since I have no computer of my own and the 'rents have been known to snoop). Anyways! Yeahh~ Pru/Can's coming up soon!
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anonymous
January 31 2010, 23:19:58 UTC
The headphone jack on my ipod busted, so I will be sending it off soon, but once I get it back I'll probably start doing that +___+
I usually just write my fics out in a notebook, and then type it out on the computer. But I am stuck at college after the computer lab has closed so often, that an ipod is fine too~
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anonymous
February 1 2010, 06:12:26 UTC
There was something between them. Some unifying factor. Even though they'd never spoken, Prussia could sense it.
He'd seen him in the halls, all alone, eyes down, wandering from place to place. That's what made them so similar. The lonliness.
One day, away from Russia's cold, violet eyes, Gilbert stole a conversation.
Matthew looked back at him, confused.
"My n-name? Why... I'm Matthew. I'm Canada."
Gilbert nodded, taking note of this.
Several weeks later, they'd snuck away to a grand place where Ivan the terrible couldn't monitor them. They talked for hours, and finally, Canada leaned in close.
"If it's okay with you...," the Canadian gingerly started, "I'm going to kiss you."
With no more words, their lips met and Prussia wrapped his fingers into Matthew's curls.
They parted, panting. Gilbert sat on the ground with his legs splayed out. Along the place where his legs met, his attraction to this man was apparent.
My two favorite pairings are Rus/Can and Prus/Can, and I feel like seeing a dosage of both in one fic.
I like angst alot, so I would find a "Russia takes over world" setting the most interesting, but anything at all involving this pairing would be awesome!
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That face wrenched at his stomach. Behind the childish smile, the brainwaves lingered- 'I want to fuck you until you can't walk.'
He cringed.
Things hadn't been real since Russia siezed his land. So many smacks, so many tears, so many nights that he longed for the comfort of someone he knew- Someone he could trust.
"Matthew," Ivan finally smiled.
"That is my name," Matthew sighed, then, in remembrance of previous abuse, added meekly, " ...Sir ( ... )
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And yes! I see Canada as passive-Agressive, introverted, and toting a lot of anxiety (much like myself). However, I don't think he has to be completely submissive and silent. There's a difference between being meek and not being heard. ;)
Speaking of Canada, ReCaptcha says "Manitoba Yes."
Umwhat. Haha.
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Yeeeees~~~<3
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Fffffff yaaaaaay~ <3
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I usually just write my fics out in a notebook, and then type it out on the computer. But I am stuck at college after the computer lab has closed so often, that an ipod is fine too~
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He'd seen him in the halls, all alone, eyes down, wandering from place to place. That's what made them so similar. The lonliness.
One day, away from Russia's cold, violet eyes, Gilbert stole a conversation.
Matthew looked back at him, confused.
"My n-name? Why... I'm Matthew. I'm Canada."
Gilbert nodded, taking note of this.
Several weeks later, they'd snuck away to a grand place where Ivan the terrible couldn't monitor them. They talked for hours, and finally, Canada leaned in close.
"If it's okay with you...," the Canadian gingerly started, "I'm going to kiss you."
With no more words, their lips met and Prussia wrapped his fingers into Matthew's curls.
They parted, panting. Gilbert sat on the ground with his legs splayed out. Along the place where his legs met, his attraction to this man was apparent.
"You're mine, now," Gilbert pouted, "Not his. Got that?"
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I like the contrast between Ivan in the previous parts, and an actually nice person (Gilbert) in this part. And, god that last sentence was adorable.
I can't wait for more!
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