怎麽會弄得這樣的？
I just totally forgot about LJ for most of October for some reason. I guess I was too busy admiring the sunshine, or something.
I finally got a reply on a translation request I posted a while back and I'm so grateful for the nice anon's help that I now feel so much pressure to write said fic the translation was for. I just don't have the stamina for it! T_T;; Even the little fics I'm supposed to be writing for HetaChallenge are a lot for me. On top of that, tono keeps writing amazing fics that are so cool and after reading her work, my own writing always looks horrible and then I lose hope. I need to practice writing to get back into the groove, but I can't write because I'm not in the groove! It's like an endless cycle.
Right here in this entry form I will try to write a November drabble. RIGHT NOW. NO ESCAPE. *sigh* Sorry if it sucks.
Title: A Request/Demand?
Characters: Austria, Hungary
Challenge: Together
Bonus Words: share, love
Rating: PG
Summary: It turns out people don't always gain confidence when the glasses come off. This seems to Hungary like a bit of a waste.
Austria's eyelashes fluttered against Hungary's fingers as she removed his glasses. "Look at you," she said softly, tracing lines around his bare eyes, "hiding your face away all the time for no good reason."
Austria chewed on his lip while she pressed light kisses around the area. "Don't make me sound so petty," he complained, swallowing the butterflies in his throat. "Others won't find my plain appearance as appealing as you apparently do."
Hungary pulled away from his face and looked into his eyes, expression blazing. "Austria! Are you telling me I would love someone with a plain face? Are you saying I have low standards?"
"Eh? No, not at all--"
"I have extremely high standards, I'll have you know, and I wouldn't kiss you if you didn't look absolutely ravishing, with or without your glasses!"
"S-such language from a lady is--!"
Hungary pressed a finger over his lips and patted his shoulder. "This just won't do, Austria. Tomorrow morning, I want you to go out there and seduce some handsome men with your bare face."
". . . Why m--"
"No, you don't have to worry about me. I am perfectly able to share you, as long as you don't pick Prussia. I encourage you! And I'll follow with my camera."
Austria stepped away from Hungary to avoid further lip obstruction. He clenched his glasses to his chest like a warding charm. "I cannot do this. You misinterpret my exclusive gestures of trust for you as the unimpeded truth of my face." He slips his glasses back on and turns away from her. "If that your request would not force me to remove my glasses to others, perhaps I would reconsider."
Hungary wrapped her arms around Austria's neck, tutting in her soft, maternal way. "Austria, you need to loosen up. You're beautiful, and everyone knows it but you. You want to go out there."
"How can you say that with such certainty?" Austria replied smartly.
"Oh honey, because you've taken your trousers off."
I finally got a reply on a translation request I posted a while back and I'm so grateful for the nice anon's help that I now feel so much pressure to write said fic the translation was for. I just don't have the stamina for it! T_T;; Even the little fics I'm supposed to be writing for HetaChallenge are a lot for me. On top of that, tono keeps writing amazing fics that are so cool and after reading her work, my own writing always looks horrible and then I lose hope. I need to practice writing to get back into the groove, but I can't write because I'm not in the groove! It's like an endless cycle.
Right here in this entry form I will try to write a November drabble. RIGHT NOW. NO ESCAPE. *sigh* Sorry if it sucks.
Title: A Request/Demand?
Characters: Austria, Hungary
Challenge: Together
Bonus Words: share, love
Rating: PG
Summary: It turns out people don't always gain confidence when the glasses come off. This seems to Hungary like a bit of a waste.
Austria's eyelashes fluttered against Hungary's fingers as she removed his glasses. "Look at you," she said softly, tracing lines around his bare eyes, "hiding your face away all the time for no good reason."
Austria chewed on his lip while she pressed light kisses around the area. "Don't make me sound so petty," he complained, swallowing the butterflies in his throat. "Others won't find my plain appearance as appealing as you apparently do."
Hungary pulled away from his face and looked into his eyes, expression blazing. "Austria! Are you telling me I would love someone with a plain face? Are you saying I have low standards?"
"Eh? No, not at all--"
"I have extremely high standards, I'll have you know, and I wouldn't kiss you if you didn't look absolutely ravishing, with or without your glasses!"
"S-such language from a lady is--!"
Hungary pressed a finger over his lips and patted his shoulder. "This just won't do, Austria. Tomorrow morning, I want you to go out there and seduce some handsome men with your bare face."
". . . Why m--"
"No, you don't have to worry about me. I am perfectly able to share you, as long as you don't pick Prussia. I encourage you! And I'll follow with my camera."
Austria stepped away from Hungary to avoid further lip obstruction. He clenched his glasses to his chest like a warding charm. "I cannot do this. You misinterpret my exclusive gestures of trust for you as the unimpeded truth of my face." He slips his glasses back on and turns away from her. "If that your request would not force me to remove my glasses to others, perhaps I would reconsider."
Hungary wrapped her arms around Austria's neck, tutting in her soft, maternal way. "Austria, you need to loosen up. You're beautiful, and everyone knows it but you. You want to go out there."
"How can you say that with such certainty?" Austria replied smartly.
"Oh honey, because you've taken your trousers off."