Nation A/Nation B - Behind Closed Doors
anonymous
March 8 2011, 08:50:08 UTC
Following an explosive argument between Nation A and Nation B, Nation A ends up in a horrific accident that leaves his/her physical body in a coma. Much to their dismay, they discover that their consciousness has attached itself to Nation B. Stuck as an unseen audience, Nation A gets a firsthand look into secret life of Nation B and discovers that Nation B is completely different person when he/she doesn’t know anyone was watching.
Although the choice is ultimately yours, this OP would like see such Nation A/Nation B pairings as Germany/South Italy, America/Canada, Greece/Turkey, Norway/Denmark, and for the sake of crack, England/Sealand.
Bonus: Doesn’t have to contain smut to make me happy, but if so, Nation A must experience a moment of voyeurism and be horrified at the fact that it turns him/her on!
reCAPTCHA says "FRANCIS dichg" - does that mean a higher power wants France included too?:)
It wasn’t the sounds that he noticed first - the squealing tires, the screeching metal, the busting glass, the horrified screams of pain and panic - in fact; he hadn’t noticed them at all.
What he did notice first was the sensations - his ribs shattering upon impact, the momentary weightlessness that left him numb as he was thrown into the air, the renewed agony that followed his reintroduction to the pavement fifty feet awayHis world turned topsy-turvy, he could do nothing but lay there; choking on his own blood as he withered amidst the wounded
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Thanks! And sorry I haven't been able to update often - work is killing me right now. OOCness and inacuracies aside, I hope that you all like this next chapter I have in store for you:)
~ Soren Kierkegaard Struggling to push aside the velvet curtain, a pair of violet eyes slowly opened and found themselves staring up at blank white ceiling tiles
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Re: Behind Closed Doors [2/?]
anonymous
April 4 2011, 23:45:54 UTC
Ahhhh, this is such an enjoyable read, author anon! Even though this is only at a few chapters, it's quickly becoming one of my favorite fills on the meme!
Why thank you! *blush, blush!* And too think that I was collecting three years worth of rust (my muse, that cruel witch, abandoned me!) Big thanks to everyone who has reviewed too - its good to know that I've still got it;)
Behind Closed Doors [3/?]
anonymous
April 8 2011, 04:45:43 UTC
I’ve been a busy girl and once more I think I’ve rushed this chapter. Mostly contains dialogue from the other three Nordics (this anon is a fail at doing a Swedish accent, I didn’t even bother…) Sigh!
Sweden grunted dismissively, arms crossed. “You have too much faith in him. He’ll come.”
Like a fly on the wall, Norway watched everything. This was he family and he knew them well, so despite the fact that bespectacled man was right; his words would do nothing to appease the smaller man.
“And you say that as if you want him to come.” Finland muttered, digging through one of the bags and finally handed Iceland a sandwich.
“I do not.”
“Then please just sit down.”
It hurt seeing Finland look rather desperate for some form of clemency, but there was nothing Norway could do to help him.
“No.”
The shorter man, finally through with diplomacy, suddenly snapped. “This is not Tanska’s fault!”
Behind Closed Doors [4/?]
anonymous
April 8 2011, 04:49:25 UTC
Once there was silence and only one remained, the boy dropped bonelessly back into the chair.
“I am sorry you had to hear that.” Iceland sighed. “I don’t know what it is about you, but you’re the one that keeps this fucked up family ours from going insane. Finnland and Svíþjóð are at each others throats and nobody has seen hide nor hair of Danmörk since your accident. We need you.”
His young brother stood, dusting nonexistent dust off his trousers.
“I… I should probably go. I know I just got here, but… well it just doesn’t seem right staying anymore - not with the mood we’ve brought with us.”
He tried to follow Iceland as he move towards the door, but like the first time he had tried, he found that he could move no further. Glancing back into the room, the boy smiled sadly.
“Wake up soon, stóribróðir.”
‘I will do my best, lillebror.’Long after his brother’s footsteps had vanished, the finally closet door slowly creaked open
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Although the choice is ultimately yours, this OP would like see such Nation A/Nation B pairings as Germany/South Italy, America/Canada, Greece/Turkey, Norway/Denmark, and for the sake of crack, England/Sealand.
Bonus: Doesn’t have to contain smut to make me happy, but if so, Nation A must experience a moment of voyeurism and be horrified at the fact that it turns him/her on!
reCAPTCHA says "FRANCIS dichg" - does that mean a higher power wants France included too?:)
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It wasn’t the sounds that he noticed first - the squealing tires, the screeching metal, the busting glass, the horrified screams of pain and panic - in fact; he hadn’t noticed them at all.
What he did notice first was the sensations - his ribs shattering upon impact, the momentary weightlessness that left him numb as he was thrown into the air, the renewed agony that followed his reintroduction to the pavement fifty feet awayHis world turned topsy-turvy, he could do nothing but lay there; choking on his own blood as he withered amidst the wounded ( ... )
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This fill seems very promising, so I hope you'll keep up the good work.
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reCAPTCHA: tedefis Nanook
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~ Soren Kierkegaard Struggling to push aside the velvet curtain, a pair of violet eyes slowly opened and found themselves staring up at blank white ceiling tiles ( ... )
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I'll be bookmarking this ohohoho.
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Sweden grunted dismissively, arms crossed. “You have too much faith in him. He’ll come.”
Like a fly on the wall, Norway watched everything. This was he family and he knew them well, so despite the fact that bespectacled man was right; his words would do nothing to appease the smaller man.
“And you say that as if you want him to come.” Finland muttered, digging through one of the bags and finally handed Iceland a sandwich.
“I do not.”
“Then please just sit down.”
It hurt seeing Finland look rather desperate for some form of clemency, but there was nothing Norway could do to help him.
“No.”
The shorter man, finally through with diplomacy, suddenly snapped. “This is not Tanska’s fault!”
“Yes, it is.”
“No, it is not!”
“It ( ... )
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“I am sorry you had to hear that.” Iceland sighed. “I don’t know what it is about you, but you’re the one that keeps this fucked up family ours from going insane. Finnland and Svíþjóð are at each others throats and nobody has seen hide nor hair of Danmörk since your accident. We need you.”
His young brother stood, dusting nonexistent dust off his trousers.
“I… I should probably go. I know I just got here, but… well it just doesn’t seem right staying anymore - not with the mood we’ve brought with us.”
He tried to follow Iceland as he move towards the door, but like the first time he had tried, he found that he could move no further. Glancing back into the room, the boy smiled sadly.
“Wake up soon, stóribróðir.”
‘I will do my best, lillebror.’Long after his brother’s footsteps had vanished, the finally closet door slowly creaked open ( ... )
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Ah, this is so interesting. Please update soon~ -looks over at Denmark-
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