Any/Any - Eventual break-up because s/he isn't 'the one'
anonymous
April 29 2011, 17:21:57 UTC
Inspired by the film 500 Days of Summer, I'd really like to see a couple meet and fall in love, but eventually one (or both) ends the relationship because they realise it's not working/they can't imagine spending their whole life with this person/what have you. I'd really love to see how the relationship develops, with the happy times and the eventual bad times as it falls apart, and then the hope of finding love elsewhere.
Bonus: For one of them the break-up comes out of the blue and they're devastated. They keep trying to get back together, perhaps in denial of the flaws cracking their relationship. Bonus: Maybe 'the one' was under their noses the entire time? Bonus: It would be really nice to see the couple be a mildly popular pair that involves popular characters, ones like Spain/UK or France/Germany for example that inevitably are less popular than the big pairings. But really, I would be thrilled with any pairing that you feel inspired to write, however popular or rare!
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 5/?
anonymous
October 28 2011, 22:43:53 UTC
“Unbelievable,” he said.
“I know,” said Roderich, darkly.
Another librarian, half-concealed behind the nearest tall bookshelf, shushed them irritably.
“What happened to ‘bros before hoes?’ Huh?”
Roderich narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about?”
Gilbert tossed his head impatiently. “You know! You didn’t say anything just now when she was getting all bitchy. You just sat there, and let me deal with it
( ... )
Great update! I looove your Gilbert. I can't really put my finger on it, but really, I just love your characterisation of him. I like it when he's got a bit of bite to him, a little bit edgier than the awesome-loser!Prussia you always see, or something. Anyway, I love everything about this. I can't wait for more!
Re: Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 5/?
anonymous
November 7 2011, 21:23:21 UTC
Oh I feel so bad for Gilbert 0~0 Why does he have to be so bad at expressing his emotions?! I am very excited for the party and I cannot wait for more ^.^ I really love this story~
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 6/?
anonymous
January 24 2012, 20:30:57 UTC
Sorry it's been so long! *kicks self* I won't let that happen again...Sighing heavily, Roderich stopped, and gazed up towards the third-floor flat that Francis Bonnefoy and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo shared. All of the lights were on, and even from over the road he could hear thunderously loud music (if it could even be called that) thumping its way to the core of the earth before vibrating back upwards, making the pavement tremble beneath his feet
( ... )
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 6/?
anonymous
January 24 2012, 20:33:30 UTC
Briefly, he considered going to the kitchen to find Ludwig and Feliciano - but then he remembered how Ludwig behaved when he drank, and decided against it. For the first time in his life, he wished that he smoked, so he would have a reason for being sat outside alone when Elizabeta turned up
( ... )
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 6/?
anonymous
January 24 2012, 20:35:57 UTC
Gilbert snorted into Roderich’s shoulder.
“Classy,” said Roderich, “really classy Gilbert.”
Gilbert just laughed, grabbing Roderich’s shoulders in an effort to stand upright.
“They looked to be in a hurry to leave,” said Roderich, and, in a sudden and unexpected fit of irritation, added, “Why’s that? Couldn’t get it up?”
Gilbert stopped laughing, and instead glared down at him with watery and unfocused red eyes. He made a puffing noise of disbelief. “Huh! What would you know about that, Miss Priss?”
“Oh, shut up.”
“They couldn’t keep up with m’ legendary prowess,” Gilbert slurred, leaning even more heavily onto Roderich. “Shame.” He began to leer. “’S more fun with three. You and your little girly friend ever get bored in the bedroom, you come ’n see me. I’ll sort you out, Roddy.” He winked, closed his eyes, and flopped his head onto Roderich’s shoulder. “Where is she anyway? Need t’ talk to her -”
Hot annoyance flared within Roderich’s chest and stomach - and he let go of Gilbert, who fell to the floor with a satisfying crash“
( ... )
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 6/?
anonymous
January 24 2012, 20:38:17 UTC
A cool breeze picked up a few old sheets of newspaper and an empty plastic bottle on the road. They rattled and whispered along the tarmac, hopping over discarded cigarette butts and fat grey splodges of chewing gum before catching and tangling on the wheel of a red car parked beneath a streetlamp across the road. Elizabeta’s hair blew sideways briefly, lifting and brushing against Roderich’s shoulder and neck
( ... )
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... 6/?
anonymous
January 24 2012, 20:39:13 UTC
Elizabeta’s lips moved, soundlessly - and then her eyes closed, just for a second or two - and then she said, “I - I like you. I really like you. I’ve been with guys before who I’ve just...randomly met on a night out, and...but...I’ve never really met someone like I met you...who I liked...like I like...you -” her hands flew up to cover her face. “Oh, shit, I sound just like my friend, all the ‘likes’, and...fuck.” She laughed into her palms
( ... )
Aha, of course you would update when I'm busy procrastinating on a uni essay. Anyway, GOD. It's like you're writing this just for me. I mean, in a way, you sort of are, but... I mean on a personal level. I empathise with Roderich a lot and I think you capture that gritty real-life university atmosphere amazingly.
And this sounds mean but I can't wait for them to break up because oh ho ho Gilbert.
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue... 7/?
anonymous
September 5 2012, 17:42:46 UTC
Sorry for my ridiculously long absence! The only excuse I have is that I've been really busy at university, and felt quite uninspired with this fic for a period. Now I feel ready to write again!Having a girlfriend was the strangest thing Roderich had ever experienced in all his nineteen years of life. He had never realised it before, but now he saw with perfect clarity that his entire pre-Elizabeta existence had been spent simply drifting, and doing little else. He had meandered in and out of activities, floated through puberty, and simply accepted the onslaught of growing up without having any plans, any direction, any notion, even, of what was going on around him or where he was heading. And now, now he was seeing Elizabeta (their Facebook relationship statuses had not altered, and Roderich had not mentioned it to her, but he felt fairly certain that they would be making it official sometime soon) his life suddenly felt a lot more - structured. Yes, that was a good way to describe it, he thought. Structured. Because he had plans,
( ... )
Bonus: For one of them the break-up comes out of the blue and they're devastated. They keep trying to get back together, perhaps in denial of the flaws cracking their relationship.
Bonus: Maybe 'the one' was under their noses the entire time?
Bonus: It would be really nice to see the couple be a mildly popular pair that involves popular characters, ones like Spain/UK or France/Germany for example that inevitably are less popular than the big pairings. But really, I would be thrilled with any pairing that you feel inspired to write, however popular or rare!
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“I know,” said Roderich, darkly.
Another librarian, half-concealed behind the nearest tall bookshelf, shushed them irritably.
“What happened to ‘bros before hoes?’ Huh?”
Roderich narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about?”
Gilbert tossed his head impatiently. “You know! You didn’t say anything just now when she was getting all bitchy. You just sat there, and let me deal with it ( ... )
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And come on France, get a clue. Silly goose. /:
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“Classy,” said Roderich, “really classy Gilbert.”
Gilbert just laughed, grabbing Roderich’s shoulders in an effort to stand upright.
“They looked to be in a hurry to leave,” said Roderich, and, in a sudden and unexpected fit of irritation, added, “Why’s that? Couldn’t get it up?”
Gilbert stopped laughing, and instead glared down at him with watery and unfocused red eyes. He made a puffing noise of disbelief. “Huh! What would you know about that, Miss Priss?”
“Oh, shut up.”
“They couldn’t keep up with m’ legendary prowess,” Gilbert slurred, leaning even more heavily onto Roderich. “Shame.” He began to leer. “’S more fun with three. You and your little girly friend ever get bored in the bedroom, you come ’n see me. I’ll sort you out, Roddy.” He winked, closed his eyes, and flopped his head onto Roderich’s shoulder. “Where is she anyway? Need t’ talk to her -”
Hot annoyance flared within Roderich’s chest and stomach - and he let go of Gilbert, who fell to the floor with a satisfying crash“ ( ... )
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And this sounds mean but I can't wait for them to break up because oh ho ho Gilbert.
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I LOVE
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