[Fanfic] Helpless
Title: Helpless
Author: couryielle
Characters: Lithuania, Poland
Summary: [kink meme de-anon] I'd like to see moments of their everyday lives, and theirs is a long history. Fic set in the present is fine, too, and gen will make me as happy as romance - I just want to see something with these two being dorky together. >> Original Request <<
Warning/s: Sleepy!author is illogical.
Words: 136
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"Yes?"
"No."
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Oh come on, Liet!"
"I am not dressing up in that frilly patchwork of a clothing and..."
"But I, like, went through so much to tailor it just so it totally matches mine..."
Oh no, Lithuania faltered, seeing Poland's face morph into that certain puppy-dog eyes look only Poland could muster... that face Feliks secretly knew his best friend secretly adored and can never resist. Poland stared pleadingly into the helpless Lithuanian's soul, tears seeming to threaten to spill out of his emerald eyes. Poor Toris could feel his conscience jab his side again and again. It's just a dress! For a single hour! Can't you even fulfil such a simple request for the dearest friend you've ever had in your life?
"Fine..." Lithuania grumbled, his mental fortitude no match for Poland's charm. Dear Lord, why did he have to be so invulnerable to this crossdressing little Pole he secretly loved?
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What better way to destress from school than to lurk in hetalia_kink ? :I
Author: couryielle
Characters: Lithuania, Poland
Summary: [kink meme de-anon] I'd like to see moments of their everyday lives, and theirs is a long history. Fic set in the present is fine, too, and gen will make me as happy as romance - I just want to see something with these two being dorky together. >> Original Request <<
Warning/s: Sleepy!author is illogical.
Words: 136
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"Yes?"
"No."
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Oh come on, Liet!"
"I am not dressing up in that frilly patchwork of a clothing and..."
"But I, like, went through so much to tailor it just so it totally matches mine..."
Oh no, Lithuania faltered, seeing Poland's face morph into that certain puppy-dog eyes look only Poland could muster... that face Feliks secretly knew his best friend secretly adored and can never resist. Poland stared pleadingly into the helpless Lithuanian's soul, tears seeming to threaten to spill out of his emerald eyes. Poor Toris could feel his conscience jab his side again and again. It's just a dress! For a single hour! Can't you even fulfil such a simple request for the dearest friend you've ever had in your life?
"Fine..." Lithuania grumbled, his mental fortitude no match for Poland's charm. Dear Lord, why did he have to be so invulnerable to this crossdressing little Pole he secretly loved?
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What better way to destress from school than to lurk in hetalia_kink ? :I