Any Pairing- Unrequited love- "Grenade"
anonymous
May 29 2011, 07:22:06 UTC
I want to see a story based off the Bruno Mars song Grenade.
Bonus one: America is the one with Unrequited feelings. Bonus 2: he really does see the one who he loves kissing someone else. Bonus 3: heartbreaking ending please?
'Easy come, easy go; That's just how you live, oh! Take, take, take it all, but you never give...'
He often dreamed of kissing France, a deep passionate kiss where the world was lost to them, and it was to be a beautiful relationship as well, with amazing sex where even the naïve America could surprise France, and it would be like living in heaven.
They got as far as kissing, before France couldn't be bothered with all this 'commitment' stuff and went off to fuck someone else.
Their rooms were next to each other, how was America not supposed to hear the pleasured moans rattling the walls and the chains connected to his heart, leading through the wall and gently wrapping around the person who had broken his heart on more occasions than America even thought possible. He sat on his
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Re: Burn Down In Flames [1/1]
anonymous
May 29 2011, 10:16:28 UTC
It's almost one of the stereotypes of French as I've heard. They never belong to one person and will sleep around. Would be heartbreaking for America indeed, with all his Hollywood stories.
Might be biased, but I'm glad England knows about it well enough and is there to at least side America.
This fill is going to be stuck in my brain for a while, plotting out the angst and everything ;____;
Re: Burn Down In Flames [1/1]
anonymous
May 30 2011, 00:24:29 UTC
Geez, poor America. You just made me want to wrap him in a blanket and cuddle him and feed him soup (considering he’s one of my least favourite characters that’s an accomplishment)
Bonus one: America is the one with Unrequited feelings.
Bonus 2: he really does see the one who he loves kissing someone else.
Bonus 3: heartbreaking ending please?
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This fic has no character death, but a vague mention of suicide.
'Easy come, easy go;
That's just how you live, oh!
Take, take, take it all, but you never give...'
He often dreamed of kissing France, a deep passionate kiss where the world was lost to them, and it was to be a beautiful relationship as well, with amazing sex where even the naïve America could surprise France, and it would be like living in heaven.
They got as far as kissing, before France couldn't be bothered with all this 'commitment' stuff and went off to fuck someone else.
Their rooms were next to each other, how was America not supposed to hear the pleasured moans rattling the walls and the chains connected to his heart, leading through the wall and gently wrapping around the person who had broken his heart on more occasions than America even thought possible. He sat on his ( ... )
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And so quickly too!
Thank you so much authornon~!
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Might be biased, but I'm glad England knows about it well enough and is there to at least side America.
This fill is going to be stuck in my brain for a while, plotting out the angst and everything ;____;
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Well written, by the way.
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Such a lovely sad story.
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