Hetalia kink meme part 23
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hetalia kink meme
part 23
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“Caw! Caw!” A sharp, silly sound comes out and the audience struggles to decipher where from. The two men draw away from each other, at attention. It is Arthur. “Well, wasn't that exciting folks? Still, best not have 'em hurt each other, eh?” Arthur shakes his head at the crowd's disappointed groan. “Yes yes I know, but you have to think about our costs people!” That gets a laugh. Herakles doesn't know why they couldn't just have faked the men's deaths, but it doesn't matter he supposes.
He is almost ready to go, but Gáta remains firmly still. “Now,” says Arthur, voice quieter than before. “I believe after that, we would all like to see something less... intense. Perhaps something... beautiful?”
The lights go out. The crowd gives anxious whispers above him, and Greece frowns, confused. Then a light comes back, high in the sky, higher than can possibly be within the dingy little tent he set up. Then he sees it. Her.
A woman, with black hair and blacker eyes, pale skin, clad in a silken purple robe. She stands higher than any human being has ever stood. Get down from there! Herakles feels the impulse to shout, despite what a strange command that would be and how important silence is for him right now. The crowd gives shocked gasps, but then becomes quiet, as if they know their noise would defile her. She stares straight ahead, looking at something none of them have ever seen. She doesn't respond to the gaping animals beneath her.
Slowly, something magical happens. Thin, translucent, violet and ivory wings spread from beneath her. Herakles must smother his own gasp. They become wider than her, almost wider than the circus - they dwarf everything.
After a moment, she steps forward, and begins to fly.
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He cannot honestly say what happens when he watches her fly. The patterns that flicker and change as her wings flutter. The slack-jawed stares from the astonished audience. His own desperate searching for some sort of wire holding her up, where the wings are attached, some semblance of reality in this experience. He cannot be sure any of that really happened. Certainly none of it was real.
What he is sure of, however, is that watching her - he was not silent.
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He sneaks out as the crowd disperses, hoping Arthur doesn't see him. The people whisper and gossip amongst themselves - he has no idea what they are saying, of course. He sees so many of them lingering, then wandering into another tent, one with something written above it - something he doesn't understand. He has never met the man at the door, one with curling hair and soulful eyes, so he buys a ticket to the strange tent and spends some of his hard-won gold to do so. He does it silently. He wonders where Gáta has gotten to.
As he ventures in, he's not sure what to expect. He finds people in cages. Oh. It shouldn't surprise him and so it doesn't, and so he examines the increasingly deranged looking people - the bearded ladies and contortionists, the half-animal ones, the persons with nothing more than outrageous disease - with no reaction.
He plunges further and further into the labyrinth, until he reaches it's centre. There. There she is.
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He continues until his finger arrives at the valley between her breasts. He frowns. He has never been shy when it comes to sex, but there is something wrong when it comes to touching a woman who cannot - or at least will not - respond. He steps back. She doesn't seem to have noticed.
He thinks of his fiancé, and how familiar with her breasts - with her entire body - he's always been, years before there was anything sexual between them. He saw her naked because she didn't bother to put on clothes for him; there were never any secrets between them. Whereas this woman before him now, she is nothing but a secret.
He becomes uncomfortable with the ring upon his finger.
He notices the wings folded behind her, so only the very edge can be seen. He stares. Slowly, he reaches out and brushes his hand against one purple side. It feels like he's touching air.
Suddenly, her eyes snap open.
“Konnichiwa.”
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Though, um, please forgive me, but I do have a few nitpicks. First off, there are a few grammar errors in your story - in particular, "creatures subordinate to others" and "ring upon his finger" sound a bit off. When you write "It is Herakles job to set them up, to transport boxes . . .", there should be an apostrophe, making it "It is Herakles' job". (Note also, that because Herakles' name ends in s, it's just an apostrophe and not apostrophe s, i.e. Alfred's). Regarding Herakles, I also notice that at some point you suddenly shifted to using the English spelling of his name (Heracles), and at another point you slipped and called him Greece. Just pointing it out in case you need to correct things. ^^;
Also, another thing that bugs me is Ringmaster Arthur's speech patterns. Correct me if I'm wrong, but his dialogue/announcing to me sounds more like an American's way of speaking rather than an Englishman's. But then again, I've never seen any UK-based circus so I could be wrong. Ah, and 'malleable' doesn't seem like a good descriptor for fem!Japan's skin (it's usually used to describe metal that can be hammered into shapes). You might want to consider using a more fitting word to describe her.
Ahh, I-I'm sorry if I offended you with pointing those stuff out orz but other than those, it's still good! I'm still looking forward to you continuing this~! Good job!
Oh, and let me guess, the eagle-person and the bear-person . . . Is that America and Canada? :D Or maybe America and Russia? And I found Italy! Most adorable ticket-seller ever. ^^
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Yes, the eagle and the bear are meant to be America and Russia... The ticket-seller wasn't actually meant to be Italy, but hey I guess that works. ^_^
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Yay, got two in one! XD But oh, haha, whoops looks like I got the ticket-seller wrong. ^^; Uh, is it New Zealand? Or who else has curly eyes in the cast? Haha please don't mind me. :P
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