I hope this is at least a little bit close to what you were looking for, OPThese days, he can't bring himself to see Ivan unless he's had a few. The last time he tried doing it sober, they had ended up in a fist fight Gilbert had quite pathetically lost, along with a couple of teeth and such as was left of his pride. But that was a long time ago, when he still fought back
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In Honored Dust [2/2]
anonymous
June 12 2009, 15:36:02 UTC
Once every few months, Gilbert is summoned to Moscow on some trivial business. He causes enough fuss to make sure everyone knows he has better things to do than going, and if he is going, it's only because he has decided to do Ivan a great favour. The truth is he hates the city. There is a gentle thrum to be picked up under the cacophony of traffic, the slow, constant beat of a very large heart that pulses life in and out of the buildings, the people, himself
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Re: In Honored Dust [2/2]
anonymous
June 12 2009, 16:16:57 UTC
Not OP... ^^
This was chilling. I don't know where to start but man, I really love this! Again I'm glad to see another Russia/Prussia request filled. I love how you describe Gilbert, especially his thoughts, of Ivan, of himself, and also of Moscow.
The incorporation of the song into the fic was also nicely and well done. *fans self* That was pretty intense.
Re: In Honored Dust [2/2]
anonymous
June 12 2009, 18:57:32 UTC
Another not!OP here with thanks and praise. The whole of part 2 gave me shivers, especially that chaste kiss and those words, that Ivan calls Gilbert Germany... I feel a little guilty for calling such a fraught and tragic thing beautiful, but it is.
Prussia/Russia or Russia/Prussia
Something pertaining to the Rammstein song Moskau. (http://herzeleid.com/en/lyrics/reise_reise/moskau)
I hope this is at least a little bit close to what you were looking for, OPThese days, he can't bring himself to see Ivan unless he's had a few. The last time he tried doing it sober, they had ended up in a fist fight Gilbert had quite pathetically lost, along with a couple of teeth and such as was left of his pride. But that was a long time ago, when he still fought back ( ... )
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This was chilling. I don't know where to start but man, I really love this! Again I'm glad to see another Russia/Prussia request filled. I love how you describe Gilbert, especially his thoughts, of Ivan, of himself, and also of Moscow.
The incorporation of the song into the fic was also nicely and well done. *fans self* That was pretty intense.
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