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anonymous
July 8 2009, 19:29:32 UTC
There were two requests that were so similar (practically the same word for word) that I decided to write this as a fill for both of them. Hope that's okay
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Ahaha, yes, I almost hated Russia too when I first read some fics like this, with his whole sadistic!Russia thing going on. But I can't help but love him, through it all. xD I'm glad it was horrifying enough. I was sure hoping it would be horrifying, but I'm not sure I'm all too good at that. D:
Thanks everyone for the comments! :D They make me happy. More of this will be coming soon, as soon as I get it written. Maybe a new part today, but if not, definately tomorrow.
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anonymous
July 9 2009, 21:55:17 UTC
A while later, 'Far too long later,' thought Eduard, whereas Raivis was so full of pain he couldn't form coherent thoughts at all, Ivan seemed to get the idea that perhaps the Latvian boy had been hurt enough, had learned his lesson. The beating stopped, and Ivan stood for a moment, staring at the boy curled up, sobbing in pain, on the floor in front of him, with an expression of childlike wonder. Though Ivan of all people knew better than anyone what happened when people were beat, it was always so interesting for him to see the blood coming out of the lash-wounds, so intriguing that such a thing would happen
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anonymous
July 9 2009, 21:59:47 UTC
"Sir...couldn't we...just move a bit? Over there? And he could watch from where he is?" Eduard had to ask, because Raivis had just made it to one foot, still on his other knee, than somehow lost his balance ('Probably dizzy from the pain,' thought Eduard bitterly) and fallen back, landing on his back, causing a quickly stifled scream to erupt from the Latvian's mouth.
Ivan looked over at the Estonian, with such malice in those violet eyes that Eduard couldn't repress a shiver.
"Eduard, have I not just stated that he will move, on his own? You are showing an alarming tendency today to overstep your bounds. Do not let it happen again, comrade, or the repercussions will not be pleasant, I assure you," he said, voice low, edged with an emotion that on any other man would have been assumed to be anger, but Eduard knew better. On Ivan, that emotion was carefully-controlled excitement, and he felt a sudden wave of revulsion, such that he nearly wanted to throw up.
Ah thank you so much for filling this! Although it does make me wonder how that second request got there... Oh I requested the first one btw But good job so far and I can't wait for more 8D
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anonymous
July 10 2009, 22:47:49 UTC
"No, sir..." murmured Eduard quietly. "It won't happen again."
He stood still, filled with a sort of morbid curiosity that made him unable to tear his eyes away from his brother, who had now managed to make it to his feet and was shambling over to the wall Eduard had waited by. When Raivis reached the wall, he collapsed to the ground again, wincing in pain as air rushed painfully past his wounds.
"See Eduard?" said Ivan brightly. "I knew he could make it. Now, on the ground."
Eduard sighed and got to the ground where his brother had, and began taking off his own shirt too. When it was off, he repressed a shiver. He suddenly felt a lot more...vulnerable, without his clothing. He wasn't sure why that was; it wasn't as if a shirt could protect him much. But for some reason, he did. And he was sure Ivan knew that. 'Bastard's probably amused by this,' he thought disgustedly
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anonymous
July 10 2009, 22:59:25 UTC
g-god oh god i just want to hug them and put them in a nice warm bed and tell them it's going to be okay ;w; you've done a great job at making this so crazily emotional. thank you for this ♥
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anonymous
July 11 2009, 02:52:23 UTC
[[I am such a fail!anon. I can feel the failure of this torture as I write it. I'm just so terrible at it, and I apoligize if I make/made it go too quickly by accident or make/made it unbelivable or something. This just suddenly started bothering me, so I had to add a little note here. Now, back to writing this fill
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anonymous
July 11 2009, 05:16:12 UTC
kdjshfjkdshfklasjdlfhadsaf. First thing I do after getting online is looking at this fic to see if there's a new part. How terrible a person am I to enjoy this so much? The angst is just so horribly delicious^^
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anonymous
July 11 2009, 17:22:47 UTC
Eduard shuddered and managed to nod, but quickly stopped after finding that the motion made his head ache. He could feel blood streaming down his back from the wounds, and it itched. He wanted to wipe it away, but he had nothing to wipe it with, and he couldn't reach his back too well anyway. Perhaps this was for the best though. He knew it would hurt to wipe at it. It was better to just leave it for a bit
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anyway great story, that's what i call horror. D:
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Ivan looked over at the Estonian, with such malice in those violet eyes that Eduard couldn't repress a shiver.
"Eduard, have I not just stated that he will move, on his own? You are showing an alarming tendency today to overstep your bounds. Do not let it happen again, comrade, or the repercussions will not be pleasant, I assure you," he said, voice low, edged with an emotion that on any other man would have been assumed to be anger, but Eduard knew better. On Ivan, that emotion was carefully-controlled excitement, and he felt a sudden wave of revulsion, such that he nearly wanted to throw up.
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I love this so much, especially that part where Raivis is thinking about Eduard... oooooh I love your Eesti and Latvija so much =3333333333333333333
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Although it does make me wonder how that second request got there... Oh I requested the first one btw
But good job so far and I can't wait for more 8D
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why so heartless Ivan?
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He stood still, filled with a sort of morbid curiosity that made him unable to tear his eyes away from his brother, who had now managed to make it to his feet and was shambling over to the wall Eduard had waited by. When Raivis reached the wall, he collapsed to the ground again, wincing in pain as air rushed painfully past his wounds.
"See Eduard?" said Ivan brightly. "I knew he could make it. Now, on the ground."
Eduard sighed and got to the ground where his brother had, and began taking off his own shirt too. When it was off, he repressed a shiver. He suddenly felt a lot more...vulnerable, without his clothing. He wasn't sure why that was; it wasn't as if a shirt could protect him much. But for some reason, he did. And he was sure Ivan knew that. 'Bastard's probably amused by this,' he thought disgustedly ( ... )
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you've done a great job at making this so crazily emotional. thank you for this ♥
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