I'll Always Love You
anonymous
February 10 2010, 04:54:36 UTC
I'd like to see a reincarnation fic. Only not quite what you're thinking.
I'd like to see two nations (USxUK is my OTP, though I'm open to others) as the reincarnations of Way Back Long Ago Older Then China Nations - (Mesapotania, Babylon, Carthage, take your pick. Fictional Nations (Atlantis, Lemuria, Avalon, etc) would be good as well...) and see them gradually regain their memories of their past selves. No identity crisis, please. Whatever they might once have been, this is who and what they are now, and they rather like being this self.
The kink?
See the title. They might not be lovers in the present day, might never have thought of it before, but - with the realization of their past selves comes the memory of the relationship they had - or didn't have, or only had the possibility of, or were prevented from acknowleding their feelings because of duty or other obligations
( ... )
Vanilla Twilight [1a/?]
anonymous
March 1 2010, 17:04:10 UTC
This is the above poster. I didn't get a reply but I decided to post anyway. I thought I would take a mystery/action/adventure-ish kind of route but the romance will still be there. If this isn't what OP wants I'm sorry.
Do not go gentle into that good night Rage, rage against the dying of the light - Dylan Thomas
Vanilla TwilightBlood seeped through his fingers as he pressed his hand to his wound to try to stop the bleeding. He tried to run but his legs buckled and he crashed to the floor, hitting his cheek against the cracked stone floor
( ... )
Re: Vanilla Twilight [1c/?]
anonymous
March 1 2010, 17:07:42 UTC
America did not know how it managed to get so dark so quickly. He had only stopped to eat a burger or two at the MacDonalds closest to the meeting building and yet by the time he left the sun was sinking, and the sky was waxing red and orange
( ... )
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
So.
I'd pretty much given up on checking this post. All I can say is that I was pleasantly surprised when I saw this going up on the fill post. Let me add to that by saying that you have surpassed my wildest expectations. You - You got it right. That's all I can say. This is fresh and pure and enthralling, and it's just - it's what it would be if it were true. Does that make any sense at all? Alfred as Atlantis and Arthur as Avalon - and I have my own sneaking suspicions as to who those three figures might have been.
Adventure's fine, it's wonderful - as is the mystery you're weaving here, interlacted with tantalizing hints of romance. I hope to see more soon - and thank you. So much, just for this - this wonderful fill.
Re: Vanilla Twilight [2b/?]
anonymous
March 7 2010, 19:45:16 UTC
Avalon jumped, blushing slightly as a young woman bouncing around apples in her apron ran towards them. Unlike Avalon, her face was clear to him; her dark green eyes, perhaps more grey than green, her too-sharp, too-thin nose, high cheeks and curly golden hair that fell in waves to the small of her back and even over her forehead
( ... )
Re: Vanilla Twilight [2d/?]
anonymous
March 7 2010, 19:50:06 UTC
They reached America’s office, or what was his temporary office for the duration of their meetings, and England let him collapse onto the small couch by the door.
“Are you alright? Want some water?” England glanced at the small water tank sitting isolated in the corner of his office.
“Just let me sleep,” America waved him away. Even as he spoke, he felt his eyes beginning to close and his limbs sink under what felt like the weight of a thousand tonnes.
The last thing he remembered was England gently sliding his hand over America’s sweaty forehead.
“You have a fever,” he heard him mumble, but that was all.
Re: Vanilla Twilight [2f/?]
anonymous
March 7 2010, 21:38:47 UTC
I just found this fill, so I'm going to have to reread before making a coherent review, but briefly? I LOVE THIS. This has so much potential, and of course England has more of an idea as to what's going on, lol.
This ... looks like it might just be epically long, in which case it may be one of the few long fills I read every time it's posted. ♥
Re: Vanilla Twilight [2f/?]
anonymous
March 7 2010, 22:22:29 UTC
**is suddenly craving an apple**
Ha. So England does know something! That'll help when America starts to realize that those dreams aren't quite that run of the mill.
I really have been enjoying this story!
And...ah...I have a bit of a request...I kinda sorta wanna write a little side-story for your fill. Please? I want to write a little thing about England/Avalon finding America. It's up to you, if you don't want to have another thing out there, and I might get everything flippin' wrong, but may I give it a try?
I'd like to see two nations (USxUK is my OTP, though I'm open to others) as the reincarnations of Way Back Long Ago Older Then China Nations - (Mesapotania, Babylon, Carthage, take your pick. Fictional Nations (Atlantis, Lemuria, Avalon, etc) would be good as well...) and see them gradually regain their memories of their past selves. No identity crisis, please. Whatever they might once have been, this is who and what they are now, and they rather like being this self.
The kink?
See the title. They might not be lovers in the present day, might never have thought of it before, but - with the realization of their past selves comes the memory of the relationship they had - or didn't have, or only had the possibility of, or were prevented from acknowleding their feelings because of duty or other obligations ( ... )
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Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light - Dylan Thomas
Vanilla TwilightBlood seeped through his fingers as he pressed his hand to his wound to try to stop the bleeding. He tried to run but his legs buckled and he crashed to the floor, hitting his cheek against the cracked stone floor ( ... )
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Wooow. I... I need more.
... *stalks*
*hard*
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and THAT quote. It always gets to me.
Bingeing York. WTH captcha?
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Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
So.
I'd pretty much given up on checking this post. All I can say is that I was pleasantly surprised when I saw this going up on the fill post. Let me add to that by saying that you have surpassed my wildest expectations. You - You got it right. That's all I can say. This is fresh and pure and enthralling, and it's just - it's what it would be if it were true. Does that make any sense at all? Alfred as Atlantis and Arthur as Avalon - and I have my own sneaking suspicions as to who those three figures might have been.
Adventure's fine, it's wonderful - as is the mystery you're weaving here, interlacted with tantalizing hints of romance. I hope to see more soon - and thank you. So much, just for this - this wonderful fill.
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“Are you alright? Want some water?” England glanced at the small water tank sitting isolated in the corner of his office.
“Just let me sleep,” America waved him away. Even as he spoke, he felt his eyes beginning to close and his limbs sink under what felt like the weight of a thousand tonnes.
The last thing he remembered was England gently sliding his hand over America’s sweaty forehead.
“You have a fever,” he heard him mumble, but that was all.
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This ... looks like it might just be epically long, in which case it may be one of the few long fills I read every time it's posted. ♥
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Ha. So England does know something! That'll help when America starts to realize that those dreams aren't quite that run of the mill.
I really have been enjoying this story!
And...ah...I have a bit of a request...I kinda sorta wanna write a little side-story for your fill. Please? I want to write a little thing about England/Avalon finding America. It's up to you, if you don't want to have another thing out there, and I might get everything flippin' wrong, but may I give it a try?
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