[Fanfic] - Anon Meme Drabble #3
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tinediserpTitle: Don't Ask Why
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Germany/Sweden
Summary: Eating lunch in comfortable silence.
Warnings: What the hell. None. What? What?!
Sweden wasn’t exactly sure when it had started.
Just that one day, during a break at a world meeting somewhere or another, he had been walking around outside with his bagged lunch and happened upon Germany, placidly sitting on a bench with his lunch. A mutual nod of acknowledgment passed, and Germany scooted over; nothing else was said, verbal or otherwise.
Sweden obliged.
He did the next time, and the next time, and at some point along the way it had become an unspoken - thing - of theirs. At least once during the meeting sessions, they would run into each other on the way in or out the door, in a hallway, something; either Sweden would raise an eyebrow, or Germany would flat-out ask when he wanted to meet, but regardless of how it happened, something was arranged.
They never talked, simply sat, and ate their lunch in mutual silence, and neither of them thought it too strange. It was peaceful, Sweden thought, after spending all morning in the clamor and chaos of the meeting room. Plus, even outside of meetings, he had to deal with Denmark and Finland’s chattering; he assumed Germany felt the same about Prussia and Italy.
He chewed on his apple and mused about that, beside Germany on yet another bench, in yet another country. Neither of them were too good with words, even though Germany led the meetings.
His thoughts were interrupted when Germany’s hand emerged from his peripheral vision, holding out a small doughnut in offering.
Ah, now this, it was a recent development. Sweden took it, not meeting Germany’s eyes, and mumbled a thanks; Germany coughed, shifted, politely responded in turn.
Sweden looked down at the doughnut, and then to his own lunch, trying to pick out something to offer Germany in turn. He frowned. He should have thought of that. Lately they had been bringing a little extra something, trading cuisines, he supposed. Sometimes a word or two (on Sweden’s part) would be spoken, explaining or thanking or offering - Germany, very rarely, offered a few minutes of one-sided conversation about some food he particularly liked. Cake, Sweden remembered, suddenly, Germany liked cake.
He looked down at the doughnut again, and over at Germany...and Germany’s physique. For seemingly having a sweet tooth, he sure was fit.
“Do you...do you not like doughnuts?” Germany asked, out of the blue.
Sweden started and looked at Germany; Germany faced forward and coughed, again.
“It’s not as if you’re obligated to take it,” Germany finally said, glancing at Sweden.
“S’not that,” Sweden mumbled, turning over the pastry in his hands. It looked very small, comparatively.
Germany raised his eyebrows - Sweden thought Germany was probably surprised he was speaking.
“I didn’ bring ya anythin’ - er, of my own,” Sweden explained, blushing at his thoughtlessness.
“You’re not obligated to do that, either,” Germany snorted - and at that Sweden turned around fully to stare at him. Germany gave a questioning stare in return, even as he recoiled, just a little.
“Y’laughed,” Sweden pointed, still staring, and frowning just a bit.
This roused yet another chuckle from Germany, and also a blush. “Yes. I am capable of laughter.” Germany began laughing again; again Sweden stared, unsure of why, or what to do, or if maybe this was a prank...
“What’s so funny?” Sweden asked.
“Ah,” Germany replied, calming down, “it’s not...it isn’t really that funny.”
Well, now Sweden wanted to know. It was worth talking again. “I’d like t’hear.”
Germany made an odd little strangled sound and turned to look at Sweden, unsure. “Er, to be blunt - I was imagining you laughing. Or, trying to.” He stopped and swept his eyes up and down Sweden’s face, trying to discern if he was wearing his normal expression or an angry one. It was impossible to tell.
They stayed like that, paused - Germany, wound up tight and ready to spring at any moment, and Sweden, stock-still and piercing stare - then Sweden bared his teeth in what was probably supposed to be a smile and turned to bite into his doughnut.
Content that, at least for now, he wasn’t going to get a Viking beatdown, Germany let out a breath and relaxed (as much as he ever did, at least). He heard Sweden swallow the rest of the doughnut and a barely-audible “I laugh.”
“What?”
Sweden looked at his lap, licking doughnut remnants from his lips, and quietly repeated himself.
“I didn’t mean - “ Germany stopped when he saw that Sweden had opened his mouth again.
“Us’ally when ‘m really drunk,” he elaborated, and for a split-second Germany swore he saw the corners of Sweden’s mouth twitch up.
It made Germany smile, the tiniest bit, himself. He’d really like to see that. “Perhaps,” he began, “one night after the meetings are out....”
Sweden looked at him, eyebrows quirked down. Germany knew Sweden well enough by this point to interpret it as an inquiry and not a threat.
“...we could, ah, find a good bar?” he finished.
Sweden leaned back against the bench and looked off, silent.
Germany waited.
“Yeah. Sounds fun.”
Germany merely smiled - a wide, real one - in reply.
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So this brings my total of Anon Meme drabbles up to, what, eight now? I guess I should post the rest. Le sigh.
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Germany/Sweden
Summary: Eating lunch in comfortable silence.
Warnings: What the hell. None. What? What?!
Sweden wasn’t exactly sure when it had started.
Just that one day, during a break at a world meeting somewhere or another, he had been walking around outside with his bagged lunch and happened upon Germany, placidly sitting on a bench with his lunch. A mutual nod of acknowledgment passed, and Germany scooted over; nothing else was said, verbal or otherwise.
Sweden obliged.
He did the next time, and the next time, and at some point along the way it had become an unspoken - thing - of theirs. At least once during the meeting sessions, they would run into each other on the way in or out the door, in a hallway, something; either Sweden would raise an eyebrow, or Germany would flat-out ask when he wanted to meet, but regardless of how it happened, something was arranged.
They never talked, simply sat, and ate their lunch in mutual silence, and neither of them thought it too strange. It was peaceful, Sweden thought, after spending all morning in the clamor and chaos of the meeting room. Plus, even outside of meetings, he had to deal with Denmark and Finland’s chattering; he assumed Germany felt the same about Prussia and Italy.
He chewed on his apple and mused about that, beside Germany on yet another bench, in yet another country. Neither of them were too good with words, even though Germany led the meetings.
His thoughts were interrupted when Germany’s hand emerged from his peripheral vision, holding out a small doughnut in offering.
Ah, now this, it was a recent development. Sweden took it, not meeting Germany’s eyes, and mumbled a thanks; Germany coughed, shifted, politely responded in turn.
Sweden looked down at the doughnut, and then to his own lunch, trying to pick out something to offer Germany in turn. He frowned. He should have thought of that. Lately they had been bringing a little extra something, trading cuisines, he supposed. Sometimes a word or two (on Sweden’s part) would be spoken, explaining or thanking or offering - Germany, very rarely, offered a few minutes of one-sided conversation about some food he particularly liked. Cake, Sweden remembered, suddenly, Germany liked cake.
He looked down at the doughnut again, and over at Germany...and Germany’s physique. For seemingly having a sweet tooth, he sure was fit.
“Do you...do you not like doughnuts?” Germany asked, out of the blue.
Sweden started and looked at Germany; Germany faced forward and coughed, again.
“It’s not as if you’re obligated to take it,” Germany finally said, glancing at Sweden.
“S’not that,” Sweden mumbled, turning over the pastry in his hands. It looked very small, comparatively.
Germany raised his eyebrows - Sweden thought Germany was probably surprised he was speaking.
“I didn’ bring ya anythin’ - er, of my own,” Sweden explained, blushing at his thoughtlessness.
“You’re not obligated to do that, either,” Germany snorted - and at that Sweden turned around fully to stare at him. Germany gave a questioning stare in return, even as he recoiled, just a little.
“Y’laughed,” Sweden pointed, still staring, and frowning just a bit.
This roused yet another chuckle from Germany, and also a blush. “Yes. I am capable of laughter.” Germany began laughing again; again Sweden stared, unsure of why, or what to do, or if maybe this was a prank...
“What’s so funny?” Sweden asked.
“Ah,” Germany replied, calming down, “it’s not...it isn’t really that funny.”
Well, now Sweden wanted to know. It was worth talking again. “I’d like t’hear.”
Germany made an odd little strangled sound and turned to look at Sweden, unsure. “Er, to be blunt - I was imagining you laughing. Or, trying to.” He stopped and swept his eyes up and down Sweden’s face, trying to discern if he was wearing his normal expression or an angry one. It was impossible to tell.
They stayed like that, paused - Germany, wound up tight and ready to spring at any moment, and Sweden, stock-still and piercing stare - then Sweden bared his teeth in what was probably supposed to be a smile and turned to bite into his doughnut.
Content that, at least for now, he wasn’t going to get a Viking beatdown, Germany let out a breath and relaxed (as much as he ever did, at least). He heard Sweden swallow the rest of the doughnut and a barely-audible “I laugh.”
“What?”
Sweden looked at his lap, licking doughnut remnants from his lips, and quietly repeated himself.
“I didn’t mean - “ Germany stopped when he saw that Sweden had opened his mouth again.
“Us’ally when ‘m really drunk,” he elaborated, and for a split-second Germany swore he saw the corners of Sweden’s mouth twitch up.
It made Germany smile, the tiniest bit, himself. He’d really like to see that. “Perhaps,” he began, “one night after the meetings are out....”
Sweden looked at him, eyebrows quirked down. Germany knew Sweden well enough by this point to interpret it as an inquiry and not a threat.
“...we could, ah, find a good bar?” he finished.
Sweden leaned back against the bench and looked off, silent.
Germany waited.
“Yeah. Sounds fun.”
Germany merely smiled - a wide, real one - in reply.
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So this brings my total of Anon Meme drabbles up to, what, eight now? I guess I should post the rest. Le sigh.
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Date: 2010-11-20 07:36 am (UTC)*imagines Italy and Finland totally stalking/watching them from some other spot*
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Date: 2010-11-20 08:01 am (UTC)omg why are they so cute.They totally would.
Also, I kindasorta ship Finland and Italy ahaha.Re: !!
Date: 2010-11-20 09:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-20 10:19 am (UTC)Sequel? With them drunk? 8D
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Date: 2010-11-20 11:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-20 01:36 pm (UTC)Together they are so awkward in a cute way. This fic medeme laugh and "aww" at the same time.
And I can, like totally, imagine Sweden laugh 8'D
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Date: 2010-11-20 11:15 pm (UTC)Sweden laughing would make me squee so hard.
Thanks for commenting!
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Date: 2010-11-20 02:04 pm (UTC)*puppy eyes*
Oh and this sentence here:"and then to his own lunch, trying to pick out something to offer Germany in turn." I literally d'awww-ed, so cute xD
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Date: 2010-11-20 11:17 pm (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2010-11-20 02:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-20 11:19 pm (UTC)Yeah I think this is the tamest thing I've ever written. Everything else is either crack with foulmouthed characters or porn. >.> Derp.
Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2010-11-21 02:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 02:39 am (UTC)O-oh! Ah. All of my stuff is right here! As for porn, anything with a &hearts in front of it
which means all of my fanart I think oh gosh.I'll probably be posting more drabbles from the Anon Meme and something from the Kink Meme within the next week...both involving porn.
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Date: 2010-11-26 12:42 pm (UTC)do you have any s&m stuff? if not, do eeeet! xD
is it possible to befriend you? you seem awesome. and i like awesome people who write smut and who likes hetalia.
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Date: 2010-11-27 10:35 am (UTC)XD S&M - uh I've got a few prompts bookmarked...and half of a NedDen boot worship fic written for a certain someone I WONDER WHO...
Dude you don't even have to ask I am like Russia when it comes to friends: everyone should be my friend. All of you. Allllll of you >:D
Also a;ihga; no I'm a nerd I promise totally a nerd.
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Date: 2010-11-27 01:01 pm (UTC)i read one not long ago with france and austria, believe it or not, but i ache for more D:
http://etre-sans-age.livejournal.com/8272.html
i don't mind friending russia, he can get in my pa- say wuuut, i mean, sure i'll add you!
/whoops just getting back to this
Date: 2010-12-03 01:04 am (UTC)O.o wait that icon. You ship DenSu?!
Re: /whoops just getting back to this
Date: 2010-12-04 12:45 pm (UTC)man, i cry tears of joy everytime i read some smut involving those two xD
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Date: 2010-11-20 03:43 pm (UTC)Such an adorable fic, even if it's short, it's sweet.
Maybe Sequel?
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Date: 2010-11-20 11:20 pm (UTC)As far as sequels go, I think I'll have to. The Peoples have spoken.no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 05:10 pm (UTC)I'll be waiting for it!no subject
Date: 2010-11-23 12:43 pm (UTC)So....any preferences on the sequel, there?no subject
Date: 2010-11-20 03:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-20 11:21 pm (UTC)/CLINGS
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Date: 2010-11-20 04:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-20 11:23 pm (UTC)Just.
Whoa.
Thank you!
I write...uh...a lot of porn. This thing is so tame ahaha whoops.no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 03:53 am (UTC)Also, I've gone to look at your stuff and found that wow. I've already read/loved several of your fics. xD (I tend to read everything and anything with Ned in it) So no worries. The porn is not an issue at all. <3
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Date: 2010-11-23 12:17 pm (UTC)Oh, yeah, I'd actually really like some crit on my Ned if you have any. I love him but of my Main Six that I write he's the one I'm most unsure about.
Or well if you have any crit on anything I'd love to hear it. I really really like fic crit and people are so reluctant to give it ;_;
Now art is where I get all spazzy and oversensitive about crit but fic - BRING IT ON MUTHAFUCKAS.no subject
Date: 2010-11-23 11:03 pm (UTC)The only problems I have is in your one with Russia and Ned.
First off, Russia wouldn't be taller than Netherlands. The Dutch are on average the tallest race on earth. Ned would be taller than everyone else. Just a little detail.
Second, I'm not sure his problem with Russia would be bluntness. The Dutch are a very blunt people themselves. Your Ned is plenty blunt enough, which is a plus. But I just don't see him looking down on it in other people when really, that would be normal to him in his culture. I definitely think he would expect Russia to get in trouble with the other nations, but perhaps less for bluntness and more... like child-like honesty? Naivety?
But no, otherwise, you're spot on. Ned is blunt, straight to the point, controlling in sexual situations, and uncaring about what other people think of him. I love your Ned. Just make him taller and used to bluntness and you're good to go.
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Date: 2010-11-24 10:11 am (UTC)Ah, actually on the height thing, you're gonna have to do battle with Hidekaz I guess O.o Russia and Sweden are the tallest, and the same height; supposedly Netherlands is near Denmark's height. So still tall, for sure, but not the tallest.
I actually looked it up when I was writing that ahaha I'm such a derp why do I look up the most mundane shit. But geez I wish he was as tall as Russia aa;girha;fd I love super-tall men. Hnng.Mmm, hmmm, okay *takes notes* I'll have to go back and fix it someday. After this France/Denmark thing. And this Nordic Secret Santa thing. And the sequel to this thing. And...damn it. *headdesk*
Dude thanks! *rolls around in crit*
Also I am in love with this icon Lordy this icon.no subject
Date: 2010-11-24 07:18 pm (UTC)and being tall is a part of the Dutch identity andflafshdafnkjalf I can't let it goBut I'm curious~And haha, no worries! It's not a big deal, and believe me, I know about having tons of stuff to write. So don't worry about that. It's such a little thing. Just keep it in mind for later.
Glad you appreciated the crit! If I ever feel the need, I'll let you know if I think you need anymore. 8D
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Date: 2010-11-27 10:56 am (UTC)Urgh Ned's height - I know it's on the Wiki but I saw it somewhere else. I'll have to find it when I have some more downtime (gaaah Thanksgiving I have been surrounded by people for two days straight it's getting to me). Is he at his adult height in that Spain-Belgium-chibimano one? I guess it wouldn't matter either way because he's not standing near anyone to compare him to...
YESH CRIT feel free to hit me with it 8)b
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Date: 2010-11-28 01:56 am (UTC)Um I think in the Spain-Belgium-chibimano one he's still younger. Like... in his late teens I would think. There's no height comparisons, but he appears younger. But once Netherlands was free, it was one of the richest/culturally diverse/etc. and son on nation in Europe. And he was an empire as well (New Netherlands in America, some southern African lands, and the Dutch Indies of course). So it depends on when exactly he met Russia. But I would think that he would be at adult height at that point? And that Russia would still be a touch younger than him.
But that's all just theoretical on my part (history bits aside). Soooo yeah.
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Date: 2010-11-21 08:11 pm (UTC)Seconding the love.
Seconding the porn. Haha.
This is my OTcrack!P like whoa. And this drabble straight up made my day, no joke, because yes, there is entirely two little of these two.
Thank you thank you thank you! :3
<333
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Date: 2010-11-23 12:20 pm (UTC)France/Denmarkporny thing on the meme and get a bit more done for my Nordic Secret Santa (omg so pumped on that).So just as a poll: how would you like your Germany/Sweden/Germany? I don't know if fans of this are as...ah...kinky as I am. /eyes.gif
Netherlands icon for the hell of it.no subject
Date: 2010-11-23 09:35 pm (UTC)and read your other works in the process. >DAs part of the poll, I like Sweden/Germany, though Germany/Sweden is no problem. And I have read other fics of yours, so I believe the phrase is I don't know if fans are as kinky as we are. Haha.
Regardless if you decide to throw in kink or not, this is Germany and ex viking!Sweden we're talking about here, my crack!headcannon says they just naturally like it rough.
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Date: 2010-11-22 05:31 am (UTC)And thus my brain spirals downward to the usual thought when it comes to SwedenxGermany: they go out to eat, eat in silence, go to a hotel, have many, sweaty, GRUNTING sex, then shower, get dressed, give each other a handshake and a nod, then head their separate ways.
Now I have something to lead up to it. xD;
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Date: 2010-11-23 12:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-22 04:57 pm (UTC)i loved it. srsly.
:D
Date: 2010-11-23 12:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-23 07:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-24 10:14 am (UTC)Thanks for commenting ;D
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Date: 2010-11-24 11:19 pm (UTC)I encourage you to write a sequel! If not with them drunk, then perhaps in retrospect or something? *__*
I'll be waiting for more works by you with these two! 8DD
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Date: 2010-11-27 10:41 am (UTC)Aww thank you! Hm, I dunno, writing drunk nations is a lot of fun...it'll probably be them drinking. My headcanon says Sweden is actually a pretty fun drunk once he's past the point of "buzzed" and solidly into the land of "drunk".
And then there will be something porny I am sure. Because it's me we're talking about WHOOPS.no subject
Date: 2010-11-25 12:04 am (UTC)(And, its nice to see someone other than Finland getting tripped up by The Swedish Glare, and props to Germany for being more graceful about it.)
Loved it, in short. <3 You should write more of them!
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Date: 2010-11-27 10:45 am (UTC)So in the inevitable event that
I am predictablesomething porntastic between these two is written: how would you like your Sweden/Germany/Sweden?Thank you for commenting!