USxUK- Untitled (England shoots in the Revolutionary War) 2/?
anonymous
June 9 2009, 06:58:17 UTC
The rain pelted the battlefield, cold and unforgiving, it stuck to his exposed skin like frost, and he had to will himself to not move sluggishly. But he wouldn’t; because he’d done this a thousand times before. The battlefield was, as it was, a second home to him. This war was no different. He was protecting his territory, that was all. That insolent boy, the one who had once been his whole world, was his enemy. But so what?
No, that was wrong. God he was tired. So very tired, and so very, very much wanted to end this all and take America home and forgive him and pretend things are just like they were before. Back when things made sense. Back when there was a boy waiting for him across the ocean with a smile to rival the sun, then there was an earnest teenager who wanted nothing more than to please England, who valued his presence more than he’d ever hoped anyone would.
America was speaking. He could hardly hear him over the torrential rain and his heartbeat pounding in his ears. Shut up. He told himself. You are England. You are
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Re: USxUK- Untitled (England shoots in the Revolutionary War) 2/?
anonymous
June 9 2009, 09:42:10 UTC
Keep it up... Interesting to see another fill of the same prompt. This is already looking interesting, from the past on England and America's conversation, to now in the midst of the war.
For your first time writing here, it's going well. Anon here will be anticipating the next update. ^^
Re: USxUK- Untitled (England shoots in the Revolutionary War) 2/?
anonymous
June 9 2009, 17:54:59 UTC
op/requester here! Thank you so much for starting this fill!:D:D Never imagined people would be interested! Love how you started, that moment between America and England...so cute!! And the cliffhanger killed me!>< Anon is spazzing for the continuation!!
Ah...for some reason I really want to see blood...hehe:D anyways, plz continue!!:D:D
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No, that was wrong. God he was tired. So very tired, and so very, very much wanted to end this all and take America home and forgive him and pretend things are just like they were before. Back when things made sense. Back when there was a boy waiting for him across the ocean with a smile to rival the sun, then there was an earnest teenager who wanted nothing more than to please England, who valued his presence more than he’d ever hoped anyone would.
America was speaking. He could hardly hear him over the torrential rain and his heartbeat pounding in his ears. Shut up. He told himself. You are England. You are ( ... )
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For your first time writing here, it's going well. Anon here will be anticipating the next update. ^^
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Ah...for some reason I really want to see blood...hehe:D anyways, plz continue!!:D:D
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Glad you're enjoying it. Eeeh! *excited* I'll try to update it tonight! *crossing my fingers*
As for blood, I can promise you there will definitely be that. XD
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