Realmente quiero llorar, aun recuerdo cuando empezaste a subir esta historia tenia unos 17 años , era una de mis favoritas estaba incluso entre mis notificaciones ( no recuerdo mi cuenta) y verla ahora , son tantas emociones , muchas gracias por regresar y porfin darle una conclusion a esta parte de mi vida , no sabes cuanto significa para mi.

Okay, I adore Alfred in this one. Is it bad that he's my favorite character in here? And I love those contradictory feelings Ludwig has about Gilbert. Feels like a tug of war, where one side will have the advantage...later on.

Oh boy. Here I go again!

So, I started reading this...this masterpiece ages ago, and got roughly half-way through it, before LIFE HAPPENED. So, here I am again to indulge in this beautiful pain and suffering now that the fic is completed.

(And you might wanna change the link to your tumblr page on your profile - it doesn't work, unfortunately! And it made it hard for me to find you on tumblr so I can follow, lol.)

You're brilliant, by the way. I don't even like RusGer much (being a RusAme fan - but then again, I wouldn't really call this a RusGer story...), but your writing speaks for itself.

I’ve been in various fandoms over the 8 years or so I’ve spent investing myself in fanfiction, and Hetalia’s fandom has always had the absolute most amazing creators, with you at the top of it all for me.
I use fanfiction to get away from the harshness of the real world, so this type of fic is really not something I would ever have gone for, but your writing style is just so beyond captivating that no matter how badly I wanted to turn away from this story from the very beginning, It just couldn’t be done. As soon as I finished all there was to be read of one of your stories, I’d be on to the next.
I never really thought these would be updated again, and where I would have been pretty disappointed at most writers for such a long hiatus, I just can’t tell you how appreciative I am for your writing, even if you hadn’t ever returned.
Just leaving a review here is a little daunting because I think so incredibly highly of you and your works.
The hopeless romantic that I am, if I could ever so possibly put in a request, I would love to see Private Radio updated, despite Orange Blossom Special being my favorite of yours, (Honestly, my favorite fanfiction Of all time.) I could really just go for something a little less emotionally draining right now... I’m on chapter 17 of my rereading of Acceleration Waltz and hoping beyond hope to see things stay positive there, as my heart can’t take much after this one.
I hope that quarantine is treating you okay and to see something new from you soon, (but no rush because damn, this one was a lot!)

Soooooooo happy this got finished

You don't know how long I expect this.
I don't know if you understand me, and my English is too clumsy for me to venture to try to translate it incorrectly, but God. As I love you.
Each chapter was a whirlwind of emotions for me, when I saw how long it had been without updating I cried because I thought I would never see the end, and the one that had been so close to the end only made it worse.
Every so often, she would come back and reread you, marveled at everything that can be so preciously represented. Your writings were not enough for me, and at some point I could read them without having to have them in words.
Reaching the end made me cry even more.
I think I'm too dazed right now to say more than honest compliments, but I still need to tell you that you're wonderful, and that long ago I didn't like a story that much.
Please don't stop writing, no matter how many times an update happens to make me cry, I just love all your stories.
By the way, I also loved your mafia story with Ivan. I hope someday to be able to reach its end in the same way.

This is what happens when you use the cock and ball torture -inator to often. Look you ruined a perfectly good Ludwig, now he’s depressed and fucked up

This story is staggeringly amazing. It had been so long since I read it - I went through and reread it this weekend and holy shit, so, so good. I went to hating Toris and loving Ludwig to flipping that and you did it so smoothly. And Ivan, ooooh my god. Such a great story!

YOU CAN'T. OMFG YOU CAN'T JUST END IT LIKE THAT. IS LUDWIG EVEN ALIVE WTF? FUCK. I CRIED. SO. MUCH. I CRIED LIKE A LITTLE BITCH. I'M STILL CRYING AS I WRITE THIS FUCK. WHAT THE FUCK. FUCK. THIS WAS SO GOOD AND I LOVE YOU. I ACTUALLY HAVE NO WORDS FUUUUUUUCK!

Thank you so much. I honestly still can't bealive you came back. Dosen't even feel real. Thank you so so so so much. SO much. Thank you.

wow. congratulations for completing this and to everyone still reading. this fic stuck with me for half my teenage years and into adulthood, every chapter that's ever come out i have /always/ run to read as soon as i saw the email notification. what a wild ride.
you've explored some of the most core aspects of these characters' base personalities and expanded them in ways i've rarely seen done, and even more rarely seen done this successfully and over such a massive amount of time. i'ved loved, hated, mourned, and celebrated these characters through their journeys and trials.

amazing work. it's going to settle in my mind like the great novella it is. thank you for your hard work and dedication, and for sharing this fantastic piece of fiction with us.

i haven't left a comment on any fanfic in years, but this definitely deserves some recognition. i hope we get to see more work from you in the future, no matter what it is, and i hope your passion ever drives you. thank you again.

Man I’m just dead inside and depressed now on top of all the covid stuff going on rn

That final chapter killed me and brought me back and killed me again. Thanks so much for finishing this story after so long, it was worth the wait.

i'm...I'm actually crying. Genueinly holy shit I love you. I owe you my entire life and my first born child. Your BACK. It's like. A gift from God omfg...

So it's been years since I've read this fic or even logged into this account and my life has changed just like, wildly since my last comment, but as soon as I saw this notification in my inbox, I lost my shit. This chapter made me lose my shit. I turned right back into my fifteen-year-old self and was unironically overjoyed. Is Toris's joy fleeting here? Almost certainly. Did seeing him get serotonin make me almost cry? You know it. He and Gilbert had some of the best interactions here I've read in just...ever. They actually had like, a semi-healthy human connection for a while there. It was fantastic. I hadn't thought about pruliet in forever and now I'm right back in pruliet hell. Man, just...This fic is even better than I remember it. I'm not beyond binging the whole thing again. The last section just devastated me and I'm NEVER going to be over the "Will you go to Berlin with me?" section. Or Toris not knowing how to react to that opened door. Or Toris seeing Gilbert practicing what he's going to say. Or Gilbert being just so ready for death and then coming out of it. Also when Ivan burnt all of Toris's stuff...Hoooooly shit. Holy shit. And Ludwig is also way more terrifying to me than Ivan, which is just something to witness. Also I have a very strong feeling that this story is going to end with everyone dead, but like. I trust you. You're going to do it in some way that's going to make me immensely happy and also make me cry, just like this chapter did. I hope you're doing well in quarantine, by the way! These are weird times. I'm glad the weird times brought something good, though. I'm going to tattoo all 21,000 words of this chapter onto the back of my eyelids now, and I am beside myself with joy as I wait for chapter 29.

Oh my gosh, an update! Funnily enough I started rereading this story the other day! I'm so happy, thank you for posting this :)))