Watching you (6/?)
anonymous
May 9 2010, 21:31:40 UTC
Francis' work was so boring that I can't count on two hands how many times I fell asleep during my investigating. Since Arthur had promised me more money than I had spent on my entire life at that moment for just doing this one job, I had expected it to be quite an adventure. Instead I got to sit in my car, all depressed while the Frenchman was taking pictures of naked women in the woods. I'll admit it - at first I was taking pictures as well, swinging my mobile around while the thought of jerking off to those boobs was the brightest idea of the day
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SSSH, just read this through once more and saw a lot of typos. So sorry =n=;;; I promise to make a more readable chapter for the next time. Oh, how I fail. I also promise to look for a native English-speaking beta.
Re: Watching you (9/?)
anonymous
May 10 2010, 23:04:31 UTC
I should be asleep but I don't care. I've been waiting too long for you to update this -it's one of my favourite fills on the kinkmeme so don't you bloody give up on it! It's getting all the more amazing!! So.... damnit. UPDATE SOON OR ELSE YOU'LL HAVE AN ANGRY ANON ON YOUR BACK!! The style of writing is perfect for the genre and..somehow... I <3 Alfred being the way he is here XD And.. Arthur is such a cutie too <3 Update soon.
Watching you (10/?)
anonymous
June 6 2010, 10:12:45 UTC
Arthur was a bunch of expensive clothes thrown randomly onto a body way too ghostly white. I felt like an idiot in my bomber jacket and old jeans and worn-out shoes with yellow laces. Arthur took a long, hard look at them after I'd smiled him a friendly, "Hello!" He didn't answer. From a pocket in his blue jacket he withdrew a mirror and started looking at himself with a grave look in his eyes. He could've been the perfect mortician
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Watching you (11/?)
anonymous
June 6 2010, 10:14:26 UTC
Two hours later I found myself staring at some blobs of paint crossing a wall while I wondered. Not about the meaning of life or if those blobs meant something special or if the artist had had some weird grass in his backyard that made him want to paint such horror. No, I wondered if this was a memory that would pass my eyes by when I was lying on my deathbed. I really doubted it
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Watching you (12/?)
anonymous
June 6 2010, 10:16:11 UTC
"So long?" He silenced. I tried smiling. "Don't worry. I'll help you, okay? Come, this is a great shop." I dragged him into a random shop with clothes for men. It was a mix of suits and ties and t-shirts and jeans. Arthur wasn't keen on looking at any of the garments. I figured he didn't know how expensive stuff he was allowed to wear to fit in, so I left him at the entrance while picking out some shirts and a pair of baggy jeans. He needed new shoes as well. I found some dusty, red sneakers and dumped it all in his arms. "Go try it
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Part 1&2: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/12046.html?thread=29040398#t29040398
Part 3-5: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/11813.html?thread=34239269#t34239269
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Loving this latest twist, can't wait for more.
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I almost screamed when I saw you updated XD
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It's getting all the more amazing!! So.... damnit. UPDATE SOON OR ELSE YOU'LL HAVE AN ANGRY ANON ON YOUR BACK!!
The style of writing is perfect for the genre and..somehow... I <3 Alfred being the way he is here XD
And.. Arthur is such a cutie too <3
Update soon.
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