HRE/Chibitalia and Germany/Italy? How novel! ;P
anonymous
July 14 2009, 01:22:17 UTC
Assume HRE and Germany are the same person.
Prompt: Italy knew all along that Germany used to be the Holy Roman Empire. Something in his face, his voice, his stature... But he also knows that Germany doesn't remember that part of his history and that even if he did, his love would be rejected. He isn't a girl like HRE thought he was, and he's totally useless to Germany now, and etcetera etcetera. However, Italy can't leave his old love alone, and tells himself that as long as Germany is his friend he can be happy.
Buuuuut he isn't, of course. Not really.
So I'm looking for angsty/fluffy(hurt/comfort?) HRE/Chibitalia and Germany/N. Italy, Italy's POV. Smut is optional. Ultra bonus for setting it in the end of Buon San Valentino and its fallout~. (Oh my, again the creativity shocks you)
(FailWriterVirgin!Anon is filling for the first time. B-be gentle with her...;A; And I'll try to work in some smut. Somehow >_> Because honestly, I want too -v-;;;; And yes, I gave Romano and Veneciano seperate houses oAo;;)The restaurant was a little quieter then it should have been
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Re: Azure [1/?]
anonymous
July 15 2009, 15:39:39 UTC
*tackleglomp*
OP loves you. OP loves you so, so damn much!~ >w<
It's excactly what I wanted and it's so lovely, especially the way you described Germany's eyes and Italy's flashbacks and the poor, poor Swedish waiter and f5f5f5f5 <3 <3 <3
Re: Silences[1/?]
anonymous
July 16 2009, 15:00:03 UTC
PPFFFT THANK YOU ;U;
Authornon hopes she did okay....She hasn't posted in a while, I know oAo;;;
So, for you, two new parts~~ <333
MAY THE ANGST BEGIN D:<
Oh, and I'm so sorry for the title...I hate eyecolor titles. But you know something? That first part was written at three in the morning with a headache and no inspiration orz;;;;; Please forgive me~~;D;
Aaaah, filling this is fun~ I have so many ideas for it...I'll work hard! *dashes off!*
Silences [2/?]
anonymous
July 16 2009, 14:53:47 UTC
[[CHANGING TITLE BECAUSE AUTHORNON HATES CLICHE'D LOVE STORYS ABOUT EYE COLORS orz orz orz. Please forgive herrrr ;-;]]
Romano’s house was very cozy. It felt like home to both the Italy’s, considering it’s where their grandfather now lay to rest. Italy found himself inside and seated comfortably on the couch, Romano shutting the door behind him
“Ne, Romano, we should visit Grandpa’s grave soon, don’t you think?”
“What? Yeah, sure. Listen, Veneciano… what are you doing strolling around these streets at night? You know about the Mafioso“Oh, well…I’m not sure, I was just walking home, and I didn’t want to cut through Switzerland’s yard so
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Silences [4/?]
anonymous
July 17 2009, 15:09:28 UTC
Romano’s bed wasn’t the biggest or most comfortable, but God save him right then and there if it wasn’t the greatest bed he ever slept in. It had this warmth about it that was only found in a family. Romano had always told him, ‘We’re the same person. Your pain is my pain,’ but Italy knew that wasn’t true. They were different people. Romano wouldn’t understand why his younger brother was so torn up about Germany. Why? Because Romano wasn’t Veneciano. Romano was Romano. He had his own problems to deal with, and one of them was defiantly not Germany. Still. It really was great that his older brother loved him enough to help when he was hurting.
Italy was lying on his side, cuddly and well tucked in with the mass of blankets. He sniffed and burrowed his face into his wet pillow, calming down. He tried to think tonight over.
It was Buon San Valentino. I gave him red roses, and he stared acting weird for about a week. I just thought he was just being a good friend, and then he got mad at me for flirting with some girls. And then he…
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Silences [5/?]
anonymous
July 17 2009, 15:16:17 UTC
Within twenty minutes, Romano was already out like a light. His little brother had no such luck.
Italy couldn’t help it. He couldn’t stop thinking. Mostly all he was thinking about was how much he was in love with Roma. But Roma changed. And now he’s an entirely new person, a scary one at that. Maybe thinking about all the things he hated about Germany would help him. He was way too scary and loud. His sausages sucked, he works too hard, he works ME too hard-
He’s strong. He’s tall. It feels safe when he holds me in his arms. He’s my closest friend. He’s my first love.
…This was absolutely of no good use. For every excuse his brain made, his heart spit one right back at it. It was depressing. It was way too depressing.
This man was a hard working God, and all he’s ever done for me was carry me on his back across the river.Italy got up from the bed. He needed water
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Re: Azure [1/?]
anonymous
February 11 2011, 05:28:17 UTC
*squees while friend is on speaker phone* *...my best friend is used to this. huh.*
You have made so many valid points! And that part before the scene change with the italics that went "Running off. Right after confessing. That is really just a habit with you, isn’t it? You didn’t even kiss me this time." was the BEST. BEEEEEEEST. It was like, if you de-anon'd and put this on fanfictiondotnet, you could totally win 6 anonymous people's reviews. Right there. XD
And after that, EVERY POINT YOU MADE was so accurate. It was on the dot brilliant. It doesn't seem like you're spewing romantic nonsense, details about stuff that contradict each other or don't seem to flow, no. Icy anger, vibrant as a firework, the fire off a shot, and eyes you could never forget. *insta-faint*
I DARE you to de-anon this and put this on fanfiction.net. More people need to see this. :D
Prompt:
Italy knew all along that Germany used to be the Holy Roman Empire. Something in his face, his voice, his stature... But he also knows that Germany doesn't remember that part of his history and that even if he did, his love would be rejected. He isn't a girl like HRE thought he was, and he's totally useless to Germany now, and etcetera etcetera. However, Italy can't leave his old love alone, and tells himself that as long as Germany is his friend he can be happy.
Buuuuut he isn't, of course. Not really.
So I'm looking for angsty/fluffy(hurt/comfort?) HRE/Chibitalia and Germany/N. Italy, Italy's POV. Smut is optional. Ultra bonus for setting it in the end of Buon San Valentino and its fallout~. (Oh my, again the creativity shocks you)
Make me cry and give me cavities, Anon!~
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And I'll try to work in some smut. Somehow >_> Because honestly, I want too -v-;;;;
And yes, I gave Romano and Veneciano seperate houses oAo;;)The restaurant was a little quieter then it should have been ( ... )
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OP loves you. OP loves you so, so damn much!~ >w<
It's excactly what I wanted and it's so lovely, especially the way you described Germany's eyes and Italy's flashbacks and the poor, poor Swedish waiter and f5f5f5f5 <3 <3 <3
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Authornon hopes she did okay....She hasn't posted in a while, I know oAo;;;
So, for you, two new parts~~ <333
MAY THE ANGST BEGIN D:<
Oh, and I'm so sorry for the title...I hate eyecolor titles. But you know something? That first part was written at three in the morning with a headache and no inspiration orz;;;;;
Please forgive me~~;D;
Aaaah, filling this is fun~ I have so many ideas for it...I'll work hard! *dashes off!*
recaptcha: hostler and...?
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Romano’s house was very cozy. It felt like home to both the Italy’s, considering it’s where their grandfather now lay to rest. Italy found himself inside and seated comfortably on the couch, Romano shutting the door behind him
“Ne, Romano, we should visit Grandpa’s grave soon, don’t you think?”
“What? Yeah, sure. Listen, Veneciano… what are you doing strolling around these streets at night? You know about the Mafioso“Oh, well…I’m not sure, I was just walking home, and I didn’t want to cut through Switzerland’s yard so ( ... )
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I love this, keep it up!
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(And I like the new title a bit more, so~ >w<)
Italyyyyyyyyyyy ;A; I agree with the above-- so heartbreaking...
Can't wait for the next part. Writer!Anon, thank you!~
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Romano had always told him, ‘We’re the same person. Your pain is my pain,’ but Italy knew that wasn’t true. They were different people. Romano wouldn’t understand why his younger brother was so torn up about Germany. Why? Because Romano wasn’t Veneciano. Romano was Romano. He had his own problems to deal with, and one of them was defiantly not Germany.
Still.
It really was great that his older brother loved him enough to help when he was hurting.
Italy was lying on his side, cuddly and well tucked in with the mass of blankets. He sniffed and burrowed his face into his wet pillow, calming down. He tried to think tonight over.
It was Buon San Valentino. I gave him red roses, and he stared acting weird for about a week. I just thought he was just being a good friend, and then he got mad at me for flirting with some girls. And then he… ( ... )
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Italy couldn’t help it. He couldn’t stop thinking. Mostly all he was thinking about was how much he was in love with Roma. But Roma changed. And now he’s an entirely new person, a scary one at that. Maybe thinking about all the things he hated about Germany would help him. He was way too scary and loud. His sausages sucked, he works too hard, he works ME too hard-
He’s strong. He’s tall. It feels safe when he holds me in his arms. He’s my closest friend. He’s my first love.
…This was absolutely of no good use. For every excuse his brain made, his heart spit one right back at it. It was depressing. It was way too depressing.
This man was a hard working God, and all he’s ever done for me was carry me on his back across the river.Italy got up from the bed. He needed water ( ... )
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ITALY OAO
Damn it I will never stop refreshing this page. EVER.
(Aaaa Romano is such a good big brother)
(And I'm totally fine with the dramatic~ So totally fine <3)
(reCaptcha: MD--Memorial anacreon
Oh dear. I hope that's not foreshadowing.)
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She's been busy with things like cleaning her shite hole of a room, summer reading and others~~~~~~~~ oTL
Could you forive her?
She promises to post up another part soon~~~ ;^;
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(Summer reading, you say? *looks at the pile* That might be a good idea...)
If the next part is anywhere near as lovely as the previous ones, OP can wait. :3
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You have made so many valid points! And that part before the scene change with the italics that went "Running off. Right after confessing. That is really just a habit with you, isn’t it? You didn’t even kiss me this time." was the BEST. BEEEEEEEST. It was like, if you de-anon'd and put this on fanfictiondotnet, you could totally win 6 anonymous people's reviews. Right there. XD
And after that, EVERY POINT YOU MADE was so accurate. It was on the dot brilliant. It doesn't seem like you're spewing romantic nonsense, details about stuff that contradict each other or don't seem to flow, no. Icy anger, vibrant as a firework, the fire off a shot, and eyes you could never forget. *insta-faint*
I DARE you to de-anon this and put this on fanfiction.net. More people need to see this. :D
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ReCAPTCHA: lurking pubishers
Pubishers? Stalking, writing bishies? HELL YEAH! XD
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