America/England England/? "I'm starting to forget you"
I'm tired of reading fills where Arthur is the one with the heart broken. So this anon wants a fill where America (already in a relationship with England) hurts Arthur real bad. So Iggy breaks up with him and then starting to date someone else (anyone you want, but I'd like Denmark) who apparently is an excellent boyfriend. So America, will try to get back with England and fight for him.
A Circle of Trinity [1/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 4 2010, 19:52:07 UTC
A Circle of Trinity ++++++ 身に覚えが無いでしょうけど 知らぬ間にいくつも傷ついた
I'm sure you don't remember, but without realizing, I was injured countless timesOnce upon a time, there was a mirror on the wall. It was just a typical rectangular mirror, though the frames were unique; a beautiful shade of gold, with designs intricately crafted onto them. It was a lovely sight to behold - to gaze upon, and have the reflection loyally cast back upon the viewer
( ... )
Re: A Circle of Trinity [2/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 4 2010, 19:57:04 UTC
But surely, in a relationship that lasted this long, he should have had realized it by now? Or rather, he should have known better of his actions. He was emotionally drained, physically weary and his mind was slowly turning numb. It was too much. The straw that finally broke the camel's back.
“A secret treaty?” England murmured, fingers restlessly tapping his pen on his work desk. It was a gentle tap on the mirror, a slight scratch on it. Nothing too serious.
“Well yeah, wouldn't you agree? I signed it much earlier. Sorry, I didn't tell you. Boss wanted it top secret and all.” The counterpart merely sat on his desk, earphones in place, humming a tune absent-mindedly.
“And you decided to tell it to me now because..?” England's blank stare was fixed upon him
( ... )
A Circle of Trinity [3/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 4 2010, 19:59:30 UTC
England laughed. He laughed so hard, his secretary promptly entered the room inquiring his health. He dismissed her, told her it was a passing office joke and she left with a curious expression on her face.
Yes, it was all a joke. All of it was a farce - a joke that spanned for decades. He continued laughing hysterically, hands fisting on the table as he sat down. A fool he had been, played oh-so-well by an upstart nation no less. He should end this charade. Yes, he should.
End this once and for all and curse his very existence.
“I should just forget you.”
The mirror on the wall had cracked badly, and England saw himself in it. The fragments still held fast but his image was a distorted one, a reflection of a splintered broken smile on his lips. The tears that ran down his cheek was not his but the mirror's.
Re: A Circle of Trinity [3/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 5 2010, 01:12:48 UTC
Um, author anon, your link on the fills post kinda made it hard to find the fill, since it linked directly to make a comment. But I finally did find it.
Awwww, England. *Hugs*
God I'm so curious about who England's going to go to. Really hoping it's Russia, because I feel that's the fastest way for America to realize what he's lost.
Author!Anon - A Circle of Trinity
anonymous
March 4 2010, 20:03:05 UTC
First attempt on kink meme, have mercy on my poor soul. It's gonna be betaed as much as possible of course, but if my beta's missing...well erm - excuse the typo / phail grammar if it occurs. >_<;
Um...I hope OP don't mind - both parties are gonna be hurt really bad so either way, Arthur's gonna be heart broken in some ways :X and a boyfriend change. (I really don't know Denmark's personality I don't want to butcher his character so sorry T_T)
And don't worry, Arthur's definitely gonna get stronger. Lol.
A Circle of Trinity [4/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 14 2010, 18:29:22 UTC
++++++ その気配が感ぜられた、四六時中を思い出しては 空の色さえ変えて 心の変わり様に呆れた
Feeling that presence, I recalled day and night At even the changing of the colours of the sky, I was amazed at the changes of my heart
Recently, it had become something fleeting; ephemeral. Happiness had.
His memories brought him much more comfort than his present did. He tried looking forward, past it, refusing to allow it to drag him down. It was, unfortunately, a futile effort. It was a limbo that he couldn't escape; a purgatory of being caught between the past and the present. The comparison was becoming more and more evident; the changes between the America then and now were increasing. He knew one day, when the gap became too big - it would turn into a deep chasm that would threaten to swallow him whole.
Nevertheless, he still attempted holding onto this lost cause, as though frantically grasping at the last threads of an already frayed fabric of hope. Sheer bloody desperation, he thought
( ... )
A Circle of Trinity [5/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 14 2010, 18:33:58 UTC
“...just this once..”
England stopped short, hairs on end, body frozen in shock. Wasn't he supposed to have been back by now? Or were his ears playing tricks on him? He entertained the latter for a moment, only to have his dread reconfirmed. From a dingy alley in a secluded corner, he heard the sounds of shuffled steps and needy moans. He did not dare move, fearing the inevitable. But it was obvious, the voice - the ragged pants and pleasured gasps he was so accustomed to were that of one person.
The one person who should have been back home. In New York.
Not here. Not in London. No. No!
Nononononono! It couldn't be! It...just couldn’t be him.But it was. From the figure pushed roughly against the wall, to the fur-lined brown jacket, to the messy blonde hair and that ridiculously infuriating cowlick that just wouldn’t stay down, to the way he held.... that - that bastard. It was him. America. He couldn't stomach it, seeing the way he kissed the bastard, the pure friction, sparks of lust first igniting, then being set aflame,
( ... )
A Circle of Trinity [6/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 14 2010, 18:38:07 UTC
It was fast, too abrupt. There was all-together no feeling, merely going through the movements which were even then all too mechanically done, as though it was just another obligation, another task to complete, another duty to be fulfilled; intimacy non-existent. Their laboured breaths mingled in the air, limbs slick with sweat, heat still radiating from the both of them.
He was the first to speak, a quiet murmur amongst the silken sheets as he got up. “Gotta go, meeting somebody in ‘bout an hour or so.”
“Is that the reason you rushed this through?” England pulled over his crumpled work shirt as he located his black tie hanging by the bedpost.
“Um, yeah, duh? This meeting's important, gotta be punctual.” Even this wasn't important for you any more, Alfred? “America, this is really going overboard
( ... )
A Circle of Trinity [7/?] [UK/US, UK/?]
anonymous
March 14 2010, 18:40:10 UTC
It was midnight. There was thunder in the distance, heralding a rain storm. A knock on the front door; a brisk thump-thump-thump. He wondered who it could be as he swiftly walked towards the door, unlocking it
( ... )
"I'm starting to forget you"
I'm tired of reading fills where Arthur is the one with the heart broken. So this anon wants a fill where America (already in a relationship with England) hurts Arthur real bad. So Iggy breaks up with him and then starting to date someone else (anyone you want, but I'd like Denmark) who apparently is an excellent boyfriend. So America, will try to get back with England and fight for him.
specific request is specific.
Keep the USUK, so happy ending please :D
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身に覚えが無いでしょうけど
知らぬ間にいくつも傷ついた
I'm sure you don't remember, but
without realizing, I was injured countless timesOnce upon a time, there was a mirror on the wall. It was just a typical rectangular mirror, though the frames were unique; a beautiful shade of gold, with designs intricately crafted onto them. It was a lovely sight to behold - to gaze upon, and have the reflection loyally cast back upon the viewer ( ... )
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“A secret treaty?” England murmured, fingers restlessly tapping his pen on his work desk. It was a gentle tap on the mirror, a slight scratch on it. Nothing too serious.
“Well yeah, wouldn't you agree? I signed it much earlier. Sorry, I didn't tell you. Boss wanted it top secret and all.” The counterpart merely sat on his desk, earphones in place, humming a tune absent-mindedly.
“And you decided to tell it to me now because..?” England's blank stare was fixed upon him ( ... )
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Yes, it was all a joke. All of it was a farce - a joke that spanned for decades. He continued laughing hysterically, hands fisting on the table as he sat down. A fool he had been, played oh-so-well by an upstart nation no less. He should end this charade. Yes, he should.
End this once and for all and curse his very existence.
“I should just forget you.”
The mirror on the wall had cracked badly, and England saw himself in it. The fragments still held fast but his image was a distorted one, a reflection of a splintered broken smile on his lips. The tears that ran down his cheek was not his but the mirror's.
The mirror wept.
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Awwww, England. *Hugs*
God I'm so curious about who England's going to go to. Really hoping it's Russia, because I feel that's the fastest way for America to realize what he's lost.
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Um...I hope OP don't mind - both parties are gonna be hurt really bad so either way, Arthur's gonna be heart broken in some ways :X and a boyfriend change. (I really don't know Denmark's personality I don't want to butcher his character so sorry T_T)
And don't worry, Arthur's definitely gonna get stronger. Lol.
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HURRY UP AND WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER ALREADY YOU'VE GOT ME CURIOUS ABOUT HOW THINGS ARE GOING TO TURN OUT GAAAAAAAAAAA I want to see that characterrrr
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その気配が感ぜられた、四六時中を思い出しては
空の色さえ変えて
心の変わり様に呆れた
Feeling that presence, I recalled day and night
At even the changing of the colours of the sky,
I was amazed at the changes of my heart
Recently, it had become something fleeting; ephemeral. Happiness had.
His memories brought him much more comfort than his present did. He tried looking forward, past it, refusing to allow it to drag him down. It was, unfortunately, a futile effort. It was a limbo that he couldn't escape; a purgatory of being caught between the past and the present. The comparison was becoming more and more evident; the changes between the America then and now were increasing. He knew one day, when the gap became too big - it would turn into a deep chasm that would threaten to swallow him whole.
Nevertheless, he still attempted holding onto this lost cause, as though frantically grasping at the last threads of an already frayed fabric of hope. Sheer bloody desperation, he thought ( ... )
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England stopped short, hairs on end, body frozen in shock. Wasn't he supposed to have been back by now? Or were his ears playing tricks on him? He entertained the latter for a moment, only to have his dread reconfirmed. From a dingy alley in a secluded corner, he heard the sounds of shuffled steps and needy moans. He did not dare move, fearing the inevitable. But it was obvious, the voice - the ragged pants and pleasured gasps he was so accustomed to were that of one person.
The one person who should have been back home. In New York.
Not here. Not in London. No. No!
Nononononono! It couldn't be! It...just couldn’t be him.But it was. From the figure pushed roughly against the wall, to the fur-lined brown jacket, to the messy blonde hair and that ridiculously infuriating cowlick that just wouldn’t stay down, to the way he held.... that - that bastard. It was him. America. He couldn't stomach it, seeing the way he kissed the bastard, the pure friction, sparks of lust first igniting, then being set aflame, ( ... )
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He was the first to speak, a quiet murmur amongst the silken sheets as he got up. “Gotta go, meeting somebody in ‘bout an hour or so.”
“Is that the reason you rushed this through?” England pulled over his crumpled work shirt as he located his black tie hanging by the bedpost.
“Um, yeah, duh? This meeting's important, gotta be punctual.” Even this wasn't important for you any more, Alfred? “America, this is really going overboard ( ... )
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