Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 14 2009, 12:10:52 UTC
I have left my confusion to a cynical world…I am throwing myself at things I don’t understand…
I find myself in the middle of the polished wooden floor with just a sea of legs around me, and Feliks nowhere to be seen. I hate being this small, who will pay attention to me? I swear somebody just patted me on the head and I feel like biting them. Why can’t I just grow up? As soon as things go bad I fall apart. God, I’m still such a child.
Discovered in light…
Its up to me to be the adult, I know Feliks can’t handle it. He acts so brave but I can just see him now, curled up in a ball, with tears running now his face and strangers all around him…why did he have to be so shy? My head hurts, and my heart hurts. I wish I could just run away but I have to be grown up and find him. If I was him I’d want some air…
Til I’m holding your hand…
Is that him? It must be, heading for the exit. I have to catch him…I can see how wet his face is from here... I’m running and pushing through the crowd but it doesn’t seem to be doing anything. I fight against the tide of people frantically, til I finally break through. At least I’m outside now, but I really wish I wasn’t, the cigarette smoke clings to me and that funny blond man with the stubble is looking at me funny…but I see Feliks now. And nothing matters anymore…
When did my arms wrap around him? He’s sobbing so hard and I don’t know what to say, “Husssh…” I try for, wanting desperately to calm him down, and feeling so awkward, because he just won’t calm down, with a stream of tears and “Liet…Liet, Liet…” in between. I can’t remember last time he cried this hard, and I don’t want to, so we sit, amongst the cigarette butts and the dirt, with my arms still curled round him. I don’t know how much time goes by but somehow the sobs subside and my hand finds its way into his.
You are…So beautiful…
At last I straighten up and pull him to his feet, hands still together. He doesn’t need it for now, and I don’t know why, but for some reason I don’t let go. We tidy ourselves up, I dust the ash from his hair, and the lights of the hall call us back, because tonight is not just about us, we have a duty to do as well. I still feel shaky, and I can tell he does too, but as we step into the light I speak the only words on my mind, the only words to comfort both of us.
“Just stick with me. As long as we’re together, It’ll all be alright. Let’s just stay like this forever okay?”
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 15 2009, 00:45:30 UTC
Thank you! I don't think anybody else even realised there was more to it, and the 3rd and 4th parts were SO much harder to write (author-anon was crumpled in a heap afterwards mumbling 'i made poland cry...i'm a horrible person')
Do me a favour please, anon? Go request more lietpol, im dying to fill more out!
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 15 2009, 02:50:38 UTC
Is this Christmas, or my birthday ? :D Polish!anon has many ideas and will love you forever *__* Just write what kind of story would you lik to write - humorous, angst, fluff? :) Thank you soooo much *glomps*
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 15 2009, 05:55:20 UTC
Uh...I refuse to write sad endings, but aside from that, anything goes! I haven't really tried writing hardcore smut before,but i COULD try my hand at it.
So whaddya want? :)
OMG POLISH-ANON!!!!* glomps straight back* because nz-anon lives miles away from poland and is a teensy bit obsessed with europe...
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 15 2009, 16:19:36 UTC
this also-polish but another anon'd like to butt in with a request, how about something to do with the battle for Grunwald Tannenberg? Like, post-battle fluff, or something dkjhdsk obvious anon is obvious.
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 16 2009, 02:14:29 UTC
I thought that this video would interest you :) this is polonaise dancing scene from Polish movie: http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=Vq-VmzcJa3Y - action is placed in Napoleonic Era Lithuania :) also I approve Tannenberg request :D
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 16 2009, 06:14:04 UTC
Would you believe NZ!anon lives in an area with internet so slow i can't watch youtube? I'll wait till i go into one of our main cities to watch it :-) I'll start work on the request now, might take a bit longer because i gotta research it...Does anybody want to go request it on the main list? Methinks we running outta room here...
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 16 2009, 07:50:54 UTC
Take that back, i speak lies. This has already been done darnit http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/3274.html?thread=3144650#t3144650, *tosses history book over shoulder* I was just getting into that too... damn those uber-talented people...and their awesome filling of requests ;_;
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 16 2009, 22:51:15 UTC
well considering how I'd love to see anything related to it, I don't mind in the least that it was done before - the more, the better.
However, if you're uncomfortable with it... well. anon'd love to see something based on this tegaki (http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/4396/123027255395856dq4.png) or~ You know, after the first union in 1386, the lithuanian nobles quickly decided to get cultured. By becoming like the polish ones. tl;dr - the first few days or weeks of little!Poland and little!Liet together, with Poland teaching Liet about new amazing stuff the other has never heard of before.
Re: Dust Motes (4/4)
anonymous
January 19 2009, 18:29:54 UTC
Oh. My. God. Dear writer, I just... Love you... Because this story is GREAT. It's perfect! And you wrote about polonaise in such a suitable way, that i can't stop admiring you ^^
I have left my confusion to a cynical world…I am throwing myself at things I don’t understand…
I find myself in the middle of the polished wooden floor with just a sea of legs around me, and Feliks nowhere to be seen.
I hate being this small, who will pay attention to me? I swear somebody just patted me on the head and I feel like biting them.
Why can’t I just grow up? As soon as things go bad I fall apart.
God, I’m still such a child.
Discovered in light…
Its up to me to be the adult, I know Feliks can’t handle it. He acts so brave but I can just see him now, curled up in a ball,
with tears running now his face and strangers all around him…why did he have to be so shy?
My head hurts, and my heart hurts. I wish I could just run away but I have to be grown up and find him.
If I was him I’d want some air…
Til I’m holding your hand…
Is that him? It must be, heading for the exit. I have to catch him…I can see how wet his face is from here...
I’m running and pushing through the crowd but it doesn’t seem to be doing anything. I fight against the tide of people frantically, til I finally break through. At least I’m outside now, but I really wish I wasn’t,
the cigarette smoke clings to me and that funny blond man with the stubble is looking at me funny…but I see Feliks now.
And nothing matters anymore…
When did my arms wrap around him? He’s sobbing so hard and I don’t know what to say, “Husssh…”
I try for, wanting desperately to calm him down, and feeling so awkward, because he just won’t calm down, with a stream of tears and “Liet…Liet, Liet…” in between. I can’t remember last time he cried this hard,
and I don’t want to, so we sit, amongst the cigarette butts and the dirt, with my arms still curled round him.
I don’t know how much time goes by but somehow the sobs subside and my hand finds its way into his.
You are…So beautiful…
At last I straighten up and pull him to his feet, hands still together. He doesn’t need it for now, and I don’t know why,
but for some reason I don’t let go. We tidy ourselves up, I dust the ash from his hair, and the lights of the hall call us back, because tonight is not just about us, we have a duty to do as well.
I still feel shaky, and I can tell he does too, but as we step into the light I speak the only words on my mind, the only words to comfort both of us.
“Just stick with me. As long as we’re together, It’ll all be alright. Let’s just stay like this forever okay?”
And the dance begins again.
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you are a really excellent writer !! You showed everything what is cutest in this pairing :)
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Do me a favour please, anon? Go request more lietpol, im dying to fill more out!
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Polish!anon has many ideas and will love you forever *__*
Just write what kind of story would you lik to write - humorous, angst, fluff? :)
Thank you soooo much *glomps*
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So whaddya want? :)
OMG POLISH-ANON!!!!* glomps straight back*
because nz-anon lives miles away from poland and is a teensy bit obsessed with europe...
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also I approve Tannenberg request :D
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I'll start work on the request now, might take a bit longer because i gotta research it...Does anybody want to go request it on the main list? Methinks we running outta room here...
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I was just getting into that too... damn those uber-talented people...and their awesome filling of requests ;_;
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However, if you're uncomfortable with it... well. anon'd love to see something based on this tegaki (http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/4396/123027255395856dq4.png) or~ You know, after the first union in 1386, the lithuanian nobles quickly decided to get cultured. By becoming like the polish ones. tl;dr - the first few days or weeks of little!Poland and little!Liet together, with Poland teaching Liet about new amazing stuff the other has never heard of before.
Like, cutlery.
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Sounds very very cute...i shall try it :)
anon is v v good with thinking up this stuff!
what else is there aside from cutlery?
Anon is sorry for being so difficult with requests ;_;
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seriously, im so embarrassed, its on the main thing, i didnt link it properly
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Dear writer, I just... Love you... Because this story is GREAT. It's perfect!
And you wrote about polonaise in such a suitable way, that i can't stop admiring you ^^
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