In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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Okay, let's make history and be more epic than these people, shall we?
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They stride into the room in a solemn line like soldiers marching to their death, faces blank canvases hiding half-empty emotions. Ivan smiles at them from his chair as they form single file, a mosaic of different races that form his shield from the western world - his iron curtain. They gave up so much for him, to be like him. Abandoned the comforts they once knew for lives in red factories and gold fields, abandoned the God of their people and abandoned their cultures for the sake of progress.
He raises his hand and crooks his fingers in a come hither gesture. They move like dolls - puppets - on his command. Their hands touch his face, chest, arms and legs as they arrange themselves around his throne of ideology.
His sisters’ hands massage his shoulders, their lips brushing his ears and cheeks. They understand him the most; have been with his foray into the unknown since he beginning. Ukraine and Belarus have worked in the rye fields and the steel mills, sharing a universal suffrage with him and the people. Endured the five year plans until success. He loves them for this and he strokes their hair, holding them most high in esteem.
He feels his cloths come undone by three pairs of hands far more unsure. He needs to guide his younger Baltic cousins in the twisted dance between the pages of the Manifest der Kommunistischen Partei. Raivis’s lips are soft and young on his collar bone, Edward’s hands stroking his arms are studious and Toris’s lips, teeth and tongue on his nipples are accepting. They will learn from him and he shall teach with loving guiding words of appreciation.
His eyes travel down two the three at his feet, his shields. Their hands on his now bare thighs are cold. He had to break them. He broke the German with death, resurrection and a Wall of razer wire and stone, severing the ties he held with his brother in the west. He broke the Magyar by crushing her claim to neutrality, rolling over the counter revolution with tanks. And Feliks… Feliks he will break again and again. Their mouths are slow to worship the flesh between his thighs, moving like they are lost, torn between the will of the state and the wants of their ignorant peoples. He does not mind their lack of enthusiasm; they are but a buffer zone.
He lies upon his throne - starting to see red stars - surrounded by those like him, those who understand far better than his previous allies, those blind capitalist fools. These thin figures, starved by their planned economies, are his only friends. These are his comrades, these hollow men.
orz that didn't turn out near kinky enough
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I wasn't sure at first of how I felt about your answer, but after meditating a bit, I think I like it a lot. Because it's awesome, even if that's not how I ideologically feel (and I cringed when I read "starved", oh, I did)... its sheer quality made me love it. The chilling imagery. The descriptions. Their movements, reminding me of black and white propaganda films.
My congrats, anon. I'm taking my hat off for you.
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That aside, thank you so very much for your kind words, you quelled my fears about this peice.
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I'm glad. Thank you for writing it!
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WOW.
Anon has no other words, she's simply amazed. Wishes she could say more, but for the moment she's at loss of anything remotely useful to say to warm the author's heart. She's just...
Yeah.
*bows* You're awesome, I can't tell you how fantastic this was.
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I liked it. :D
As i read somewhere else on this very-difficult-to-navigate-network that "the fact that poland was a satellite doesn't get enough love" or something like that... so good fill is good.
<3 love it!
~Anon
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