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anonymous
July 9 2009, 02:46:24 UTC
When he finally circled all the way around the boy, coming back behind him, he brought the whip forward with no preamble, and it lashed against the Latvian's back, a red welt appearing instantly across the scarred, but still nice and smooth in certain parts, skin. Raivis screamed out in surprise and pain. No matter how many times you went through something like this, you never properly remembered the pain until it happened again
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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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anonymous
July 11 2009, 19:02:50 UTC
I really like both your style and your characterizations anon, I check this fill to see if its updated so much I almost feel guilty. Also aw, I love how you write Eduard, makes this eduard loving anon happy.
Aw, really? I'm glad you like it. I always feel like my style is too...stiff. D: So I'm glad other people like it. :) I love Eduard too. I'm glad you like my characterization of him. :D
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anonymous
July 11 2009, 21:37:19 UTC
Eduard went first, cutting off his brother. You never knew what sort of random rage would overtake the Russian, and it was always good not to be the one closest to him at any given moment. He wanted to make sure he'd be the one to get hurt if something suddenly angered Ivan, and not Raivis. He shuffled painfully up the stairs, shirt and glasses in hand (he was still too worried to put them on). He could hear Raivis following silently behind him, and he was strangely proud of his younger brother, for getting through this like he had. He was so fucking strong, so much stronger than he should need to be
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anonymous
July 12 2009, 22:56:08 UTC
just at the end of this page, I shudder of horror and fear as much as Raivis does. Nothing good comes from it when they realized they were heading to Toris old room. D:
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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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I love your writing~ love love love it, even though it is really bad things happening and all... Can't wait for more!
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Also aw, I love how you write Eduard, makes this eduard loving anon happy.
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And... Is it just me, or will we get a lot of "substitute" stuff now? ->Toris' room and all...
MORE!
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