Hetalia girls + yuri tropes and cliches
anonymous
July 17 2010, 23:01:52 UTC
Today's the International Day of Femslash, so let's see our favorite Hetalia girls acting out some common yuri tropes and cliches! Some common ones can be found here: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GirlsLove
Maybe it's a Schoolgirl Lesbians story in the Gakuen Hetalia setting, or Hungary is a Bifauxen who catches the attention of Liechtenstein, or maybe Belarus as a Lesbian Vampire, perhaps? Go crazy with your ideas, and have fun! And remember, happy endings are ♥!
Re: Hetalia girls + yuri tropes and cliches
anonymous
July 18 2010, 10:11:17 UTC
this is the anon that said she'd fill for vampire!bela/ghost!liech. c:
I'm sleephigh so this isn't as good as it could be. b-but I tried, and I hope you enjoy? (nrghh. ;;)
they met on the shoreline.
she doesn't remember why or how - why she was there, or how she got there. (she's not sure it matters anymore, though - because the sleeping form in her arms doesn't paw at her face, doesn't stir when she inhales and leans back, drops so that she too can dream.)
sleep will not easily come - because she can't help but remember that it was all so strange back then (and somehow manages to still be just - just that slightest bit odd), because she was newborn and tired and hungry, and there was a girl (that most certainly wasn't there ten minutes ago), a girl that always smiled and twirled and laughed.
and if she hadn't been newborn, she wouldn't have seen that girl. (that same girl wriggles, curls into her friend's embrace. her breath is warm and smells like honey and danishes, like blueberries and spring flowers
( ... )
Maybe it's a Schoolgirl Lesbians story in the Gakuen Hetalia setting, or Hungary is a Bifauxen who catches the attention of Liechtenstein, or maybe Belarus as a Lesbian Vampire, perhaps? Go crazy with your ideas, and have fun! And remember, happy endings are ♥!
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I'm sleephigh so this isn't as good as it could be. b-but I tried, and I hope you enjoy? (nrghh. ;;)
they met on the shoreline.
she doesn't remember why or how - why she was there, or how she got there. (she's not sure it matters anymore, though - because the sleeping form in her arms doesn't paw at her face, doesn't stir when she inhales and leans back, drops so that she too can dream.)
sleep will not easily come - because she can't help but remember that it was all so strange back then (and somehow manages to still be just - just that slightest bit odd), because she was newborn and tired and hungry, and there was a girl (that most certainly wasn't there ten minutes ago), a girl that always smiled and twirled and laughed.
and if she hadn't been newborn, she wouldn't have seen that girl. (that same girl wriggles, curls into her friend's embrace. her breath is warm and smells like honey and danishes, like blueberries and spring flowers ( ... )
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nrghhh I always do that -
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(Although, the tiny font and the lack of capitalization made it a little difficult to read, but I still enjoyed it.)
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