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hetalia2011-01-22 10:01 pm
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[FANFIC] - Five Times (France/Seychelles)
Title: Five Times In Which France Has Stolen A Kiss From Seychelles (And One Time In Which She Stole One From Him)
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starlightfairy2
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Seychelles/France; slight mention of England,
Rating: PG-13, I think?
Warnings: None.
Summary: This was written way back in the day for last year's![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
aph_fluffathon. Pretty much what the title says. A recollection of memories Seychelles has had with France, which may or may not include historical tomfoolery.
Any feedback for this would be super awesome, whether it be positive or negative. Don't worry about hurting my feelings! I am trying to become a better writer and that's exactly what constructive criticism is for. ♥
She looks to the window, and the French shore side, and is painfully reminded of how small she is. After all, what could she really mean to him, here where he was surrounded with the honey sweet voices he spoke so fondly about? Here, where she was only a simple island girl up against a strange and pastel colored world?
Author/Artist:
starlightfairy2 Character(s) or Pairing(s): Seychelles/France; slight mention of England,
Rating: PG-13, I think?
Warnings: None.
Summary: This was written way back in the day for last year's
aph_fluffathon. Pretty much what the title says. A recollection of memories Seychelles has had with France, which may or may not include historical tomfoolery. Any feedback for this would be super awesome, whether it be positive or negative. Don't worry about hurting my feelings! I am trying to become a better writer and that's exactly what constructive criticism is for. ♥
She looks to the window, and the French shore side, and is painfully reminded of how small she is. After all, what could she really mean to him, here where he was surrounded with the honey sweet voices he spoke so fondly about? Here, where she was only a simple island girl up against a strange and pastel colored world?