#hetalia fic recs

[sserafimano]

hello

I am Sera. I first got into the Hetalia fandom in 2016 and have been in and out the fandom since then. and the main thing that drags me back in each time are the fics. I attempt to write and have many unfinished google docs but I've never posted anything..we'll see if that changes.

fics that I am particularly fond of are ones of nations interacting with humans (whether it be historical figures or regular daily citizen people humans), and random obscure crossovers with other media. and also romerica. did I mention I like romerica. And also FACE family fics. so yea if u have any fics similar to any of the ones mentioned that will be greatly appreciated please and thank u.

also I am from the Philippines and am in desperate need of more Philippines and/or ASEAN pics I'm begging. however I am also Australian so any Australia fics would also be greatly appreciated

[ssuckitlosers]

What's your favorite cardverse fic?

The first fic that came to mind when I read this was an unfinished fic from fanfic.net that is, single-handedly, the reason I only read completed fics nowadays. I read this years ago when it was still regularly updating but a few new chapters were added in 2021 and so I need to read it again.

It’s called A King and His Hero by HiddenSunrise. From what I remember, the first few chapters were enough to get me hooked. It’s a USUK fic and the premise of the story is that Clubs has invaded Spades so Arthur uses his magic to get teleport him and Alfred out of the castle to save the King’s life. Alfred’s upset about being taken out of the fight and it then follows them making their way back to the castle and just overall a really interesting plot and good character depth as far as I remember. It’s been years since I’ve read this and writing this made me really want to read it againnn.

However, if it’s recommendations you want, it really depends on what you’re looking for because I have read a lot of cardverse fics:

I am like an encyclopaedia of vague fic plots hence why I bookmark everything because I always forget the names.

There are two cardverse fics that I have publicly recommended which are:

Exceptis Centum by PurrV. Which I think is the fic where Alfred gets magically transported to a room where Arthur. If it is, then I can’t say much about the plot without spoiling it but basically Spades has been without a Queen for a hundred years and I think Alfred gets teleported every night to Arthur’s room where they chat and Alfred tries to solve the mystery of what’s happening. It’s multichapter and there’s some mention of kind of dubious character later on but I don’t think they ever appear outside of the characters talking about them.

(I wish I had bookmarked my favourite fics with some note attached because I can’t remember exactly why I recommend this. Might’ve been for the writing, might’ve been for the plot or maybe it was just for the ending guess you’ll have to read it and find out lol.)

And The Sleeping Beauty of Spades by Pastaaddict. (I am now noticing that both of these fics have some fairytale elements…) Anyway, this is a oneshot where Arthur’s in a coma and they have to find a way to wake him up.

When AO3 is finished with maintenance I’ll add the links and maybe read them again or check my private bookmarks for other one’s that I remember at enjoying.

This is just me rambling about really needing to re-read my ao3 rec list lmao

These recommendations are killing me and AO3’s down right now so I can’t even reread them to see if past me treated my public rec’s with the pickiness it deserves. In all honestly, the description of these doesn’t intrigue me at all but I think that is probably why I recced them- because they’re better than I thought they’d be. Like keep in mind there’s 6 pages of bookmarks that aren’t in my rec list even if I have no idea why I recced these two lmao.

It just throws me off because my favourite type of Cardverse stories to read are multichapter fics where their mark has just appeared/they’re relationship is developing and ideally throw in pirate Arthur as well lol. I think some of my recommendations are good stories that I enjoyed reading but they just didn’t stick with me as well as others that I didn’t even rec (like one where Arthur saves Alfred, so Alfred uses Spades magic to rewind time to save Arthur only for the second fic to kill Arthur off. Like bro I haven’t read that fic in years and I still remember it with the same dismay.)

[frukmerunning]

send me your favorite hetalia fanfiction! I yearn for the written word. uhhh the ship doesn't matter but nothing by George Devalier.

[doomspiral]

All that said, @lithugraph does a great job of portraying human au gilbert as albino in The Book Smuggler, which is my favorite hetalia fanfiction. If you'd like to see a researched take on him living with sensitivity and vision problems and the effect on his military career, give it a look.

[ifindus]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

Thanks, Rae!! 🥰 I rarely write fics now, but it was fun to look back on what I've manage to produce in the last 10 years 😅 the quality I fear varies greatly

The Sky Pirates Ship: FrUK Words: 61 802 Published: 13. May 2018 Summary: Francis finds himself a prisoner of a group of sky pirates. He's forced to join their adventures and the people he meets along the way change how he looks at the world. It requires teamwork to get out of it alive, but Francis manages to make a mistake that will cost him dearly.

Change Ship: SuNor (unfortunately not very shippy tbh) Words: 2 515 Published: 23. December 2023 Summary: Norway is not happy with being traded around like a piece of property and he is certainly not happy with his new "boss" ; Sweden. Over the years, his opinion does not change, but their personal relationship just might.

All you have to do is ask Ship: ScotNor Words: 3 468 Published: 30. December 2022 Summary: Sigurd keeps inviting all his friends to a café just befoe the holidays. Why has he become so sociable all of a sudden? Must be the excellent coffee and nothing to do with the handsome barista.

What Love? Ship: FrUK Words: 32 296 Published: 25. July 2016 Summary: France and England have had a thing going on for quite a while, but never talked to each other about it. However, their thoughts keep nagging them and somehow they end up as neither of them could have foreseen.

Love Burns Ship: ScotNor Words: 2 649 Published: 15. October 2020 Summary: The second world war has begun and Norway had to flee his country with the Royal family. While they now are safe in England, he has taken the trip up to stay with Scotland as there is little he can do in London. Still, he longs to be back with his own people.

[coralcatsea]

CARDVERSE USUKUS

REC LIST

I'm a little picky about Cardverse fics, but here are some I've enjoyed! I wrote my own descriptions here, so if you want more info you can also click the link for the author's summary.

Weighing Pride Between Scales

by @demonicpiano

The Kingdom of Spades does not know how to handle the discovery that their queen is a literal beast. It turns out, though, that the king adapts quickly.

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A Little Wicked

by DemonicPiano

Queen Arthur tries to work up the nerve to assassinate the King, but it turns out the King isn't what he expected.

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Come Into My World

by DemonicPiano

England (the country) and Arthur (Queen of Spades) become acquainted thanks to mirror portals and decide to switch places for a little while. In the process, they meet each other's version of Alfred/America, and upon learning England and America are not romantically involved, Arthur resolves to fix this.

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Only a Matter of Time (and Waiting)

by DemonicPiano

Mechanic Arthur is tasked to work on a carriage for King Alfred, who supposedly cannot be looked in the eye because of mind boggling magic.

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Up in Each Other's Ropes

by DemonicPiano

Captain Kirkland does NOT want to be Queen. He employs various tactics to make the prince leave him alone, but none seem to faze him. Prince Alfred is still set on insisting they're meant to be, so the pirate forms a new plan to scare him out of the idea. Unfortunately, he's grown somewhat fond of the prince and can't make the threat very convincing, it backfires, and Alfred ends up enjoying himself.

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Treating a King Right

by DemonicPiano

Alfred has to do a queen-choosing party, but most people don't appreciate him as a person so he wears something unexpected to test them. His childhood friend, Arthur, is not deterred.

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Blind Trust

by ehcanuck

During the wedding ceremony and wedding night, the King is expected to wear a blindfold and stay silent, as is Spadian tradition. He doesn't get to see or speak to his fiance/husband until the next morning, and he's never met him before. Or has he?

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Queen of the Company

by @ixbranna16

Magical Strike and Cardverse hybrid in which Alfred inherits Spades Company and wants Arthur to rule by his side as Queen of Spades. Arthur agrees and uses this position to his advantage.

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Rock 'n' Royal

by @charlotte--kensington

Modern Cardverse with punk band member Arthur and Prince Alfred, who are both big fans of each other. One day Arthur discovers he has the Queen's mark, which leads to conflicting feelings. He doesn't want to leave everything he's worked for behind, but it's hard to be upset at the man he has a big celebrity crush on.

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[darcymariaphoster]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

Ah, thank you! ❤️ Let's see...

5: A Kingdom to Fall will be on this list this time. I started it on a whim because of a series of short scenes in my head that I couldn't shake. And, idk, I'm super proud of how far I've come with it and a lot of the writing. I feel like I've been holding out on myself and I'm so glad that I decided to write this.

4: Your Guardian Ghosts is definitely on this list. I think back to this one often, honestly. I love the vibe and it's one of my faves with Iceland as a main character.

3: Phantom Hearts is on this list as well because it was my first official and explicit DenNor fic. I still have such a soft spot for this fic and I think I'd rec it every time I have the opportunity, tbh.

2: I am torn between this one and the next being my absolute favorite, actually. But while I love Finding You for the writing and the vibes, I just don't think about it as often as I do other stories. It is still one of my favorites, of course. I love what I did and the thing I think about most is, like, the second time Norway and Finland meet, looking over eggs. lol. I wish I could nail that sort of vibe again, honestly.

1: My absolute fave is probably Anything Goes. I am not kidding when I say that I think about this fic on the daily. Like, damn. I wrote that? Insane. Love that.

[council-of-beetroot]

Hello! Love your content. I realize you are more into prupol atm but do you have any lietpol fic recs??

Lietpol is a classic ship and I think it's extraordinarily easy to overlook the strong bond formed between the two over centuries. I love it!

Like Cobwebs - Daegaer

The Armory of the Mind - Daegaer

For what we are about to receive - Daegaer

Ribbons - Archangelunmei

Between these Sheets of Paper - slash4femme

Bite - Delgumo

Love, Magic, and Insurance Fraud - Jupiterra

Heartlines - maiblumen

The Whispers of Propaganda - Fhujeth

Make Me Your Finest Shackles - Bonjourxrenae

It's Like This, (They Never Say it) -Kastalani

Salvatio - Pokytoad

An Eventful Evening - opal_marie

Reunion 1807 - Fhujeth

Strawberries and Cream - bonjourxrenae

All of these others for the most part have many other lietpol fics so if you like an author's fic be sure to click on their name to see what else they have.

Terrifying, searching through the lietpol tags and finding your own fics so I'll add them here

What is a home without a cat? -Jestemburakiem

and it has 33 kudos somehow?

Gwiazdka - Jestemburakiem

I need to write more lietpol

[hetaphilia]

England & Canada Fic Recs

my fellow royal red bros fans I am here hot and fresh with some fics about the two or majorly involving their dynamic that I enjoy, mostly from ff.net and ao3 (some are probably crossposted)

Golden Child - drunk England going on about how great little America was to Canada’s silent hurt... except maybe he’s not talking about America at all. Oneshot, ending gives me a nice warm feeling.

Industry and Grandeur - 1800s, France invites England and a colonial Canada to his country for an exposition, lots of lovely interactions between the duo. Just wonderfully written, some great historical Hetalia.

Gift of God - England and Canada head to a restaurant after a meeting to chat when they overhear the plight of a human couple tables away. Canada makes a selfless choice. Very sweet, really like how the author writes them.

The Cold We Hate - ACE family overall, but royal red bros too for sure. Details the North American ice storm of 1998 and how the weather affects America and Canada, staying over at England’s house so he can take care of them.

Teatime questioning - little Matthew asks England how to get a girl to like him, except it might not actually be about liking him, nor how to get a girl to in the first place. Toothrottingly cute, love to think this is how Canada gets into tea.

On Love and Loyalty - a look at Canada’s and England’s relationship throughout Canadian history. Just good sold stuff with a sweet ending.

The Frozen Friend - winter in Canada in the early days after England’s acquired him as a colony. Canada apparently has a strange man as an old friend, but England feels wary for some reason. Then he learns who he really is and oh shit. Slightly spooky and has protective Kumajiro, one of my faves lore wise.

Haunting Echoes - snippet of WW1 with kinda snapped Canada and worried England. Short but dark. Poor Canada.

Feverish - might be if not my fave Het fic, then among my top. FACE family centric, but lots of royal red bros throughout. Canada falls ill, tries to persevere through a world meeting, and things snowball from there as America, England, and France are pulled in to care for their brother that seems to keep getting worse after brief bouts of recovery. And Russia’s there too...? Canada’s failing health may be linked to something more subtle but nefarious than any of them initially thought. Great pacing, characterization, lots of character dynamics, knows when to amp up the tension and when to give it a break. Sadly, this fic remains unfinished and is unlikely to ever be completed, but the 20 chapters we do get are wonderful. I recommend it even if just to enjoy the ride.

[needcake]

So today is the birthday of one of my favorite persons in this fandom and this life:

✨✨@oumaheroes / @rainbowfruitpastilles✨✨

(lovingly nicknamed Rains by yours truly back when we first starting talking because of eurovision, but who also goes by Ouma, Heroes and Fandom Grandma✨)

And to honor her and her incredible work I wanted to do something a little different this year! I've selected some of my favorite passages from her beautiful beautiful fics and I hope this makes you go insane and absolutely feral the way I know you like it 😌😚

From Earthbound, chapter 4:

Peter dreams that his legs reach down deep into the ocean, right to the sea bottom, and he watches the years pass silently by. Cast in metal and garbed in rust he falls, piece by piece, into an unforgiving sea. He dreams of rain, of smoking guns and angry curses, of abandonment and loneliness as he's left behind. He tosses and turns, unable to get comfortable, as wisps of memory lap gently against his consciousness. He dreams of a gruff voice mumbling soothing words after a nightmare, handmade toys and a warm calloused hand carding through his hair. Hot tea and biscuits in front of a fire. Bedtime stories and scratchy kisses. Of a man who loves him but who just doesn't know how to do it the way Peter needs. He wakes with dried tear tracks on his face and the ghost of a name on the tip of his tongue.

This fic is so incredibly beautiful, every character, every story. It brings you to this new and remade world that is fatally flawed, and as the characters slowly go back to their original Earth, their memories of their past lives and past selves come back like a punch, and the force of it just leaves us gasping. It's so powerful, so beautiful!! I absolutely adore it!!

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From Lavender's Blue:

New officers are the worst, in Arthur’s personal opinion. They have this hopeful gleam about them that Arthur, world-weary as he is, cannot stand. Butter and milk fed children chasing honour and glory into hell itself, so blinded by it that they cannot see the dangers that litter the ground around them. They’re terribly young: nineteen, twenty, twenty-two. This and this alone causes Arthur to soften enough to answer them and he shakes himself back to the present where he doesn’t want to be, ‘Yes?’ ‘Come and play cards with us. We’ll deal you in.’ One of them breaks the deck expertly, a flick of his wrist and fingers sending the cards from one hand to another. Arthur can’t help but think of Gilbert doing the same thing sprawled across a sofa in Arthur’s parlour merely a few years ago, sleeve damp with rum where he’d spilt it. Too drunk to bloody well hold a glass of Arthur’s finest alcohol but hands always sharp enough for pretty tricks. Eyes clear despite it all, watching Arthur mischievously over Francis draped loose limbed in his lap. ‘No, thank you.’ Arthur straightens up and rolls his shoulders, feeling the knots and tension there under his coat. He’d been sitting too long. He’s due out on patrol soon and he checks his watch to assess the time.

I don't think I've told you enough how much I love this fic, the grittiness of it, the desperation, the idleness. You can almost see the men in the trenches, see the young officers playing cards to pass the time while they wait and Arthur's restlessness and anxiety. Absolutely flawless! ---

From Gold Filigree and Chainmail:

‘I’m not entirely vain.’ ‘We could have been doing many things today but instead we are here, admiring you.’ ‘We are not admiring me,’ France told him, coming up alongside, ‘Just my people and history. Which you can argue is me, but it is not really.’ England gestured at the painting with his head, ‘That’s you.’ The diner in question was in profile but it was easy enough to tell, from those who knew him well, that it was France himself. A habitual way of draping himself on a chair and the same loose, wavy hair as today. Half grin unchanged, a connection through time via the almost direct look at the painter through the fourth wall. He looked so much younger. France smiled fondly, ‘Ah, so it is.’

No one writes such delicious Fruk like you do!! You have such a hand handling these two together, you can take them from having a fight to talking about philosophy and love and it'll always be absolutely delicious and banter-y and iconic, and I'll always want to jump into the page and grab France by the hair and give him a good shake and kick England in the shin for good measure (but also lock them in a closet and throw away the key).

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From Seen From The Other Side, chapter 1:

Their captain died last year. He died at their feet and now he turns and grins. Sees them staring, sees them know. Watches as they take him in, the horrifying, unholy miracle of it. Strong arms and broad shoulders, sharp white teeth in tanned skin. Blood in his heart and no hole near his neck. Ancient eyes that hold them there.

This entire series just makes me want to go ballistic!! I want to eat a hole in the concrete every time I read it because it's so good!! LOOK AT IT THAT'S SO GOOD!!!!!

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From It's All About The Delivery, chapter 8:

‘Mr Williams, I did not and you are stepping way outta line here.’ ‘If you just look-‘ ‘No!’ his voice was far too loud- it rang out clear across the marble floors but the PM couldn’t help himself, an uncomfortable churning feeling inside his chest clouding all reason and logic, ‘I will not, Mr Williams. I’m doing so much already; I’m here in a manor in the middle of nowhere with a posh boy Lord who believes he’s the embodiment of dirt and I’m quite willing to go along with that to keep things smooth, but please, for the love of God, stop pushing me.’ ‘I do beg your pardon.’

The embodiment of dirt!!!!!!!! I laugh so hard every time I read that!! This entire fic makes me both want to give Matt little kisses and tuck him in at night and throw my laptop into the sun because Stephen is so STUBBORN (I adore Leigh though, we can keep her). It's the perfect mix of politics, family affairs, work relationships, interpersonal relationships, PMs that are too dumb to be alive, glorious jokes and little genuine heartfelt moments that just make me weep with joy!! Absolutely perfect!!!

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From Reset, chapter 8:

They fell silent, remaining pressed together tightly until England had stopped shaking. 'I was supposed to have Reset.' He said, voice distant and quiet as if he were speaking more to himself than to anyone in particular.  France was almost about to fall back asleep again, but became alert instantly, 'What?'  'I'm due one, it seems.'  France racked his brain, struggling to try and think of the last time England had had his stint at being human. 1800s? No wait, before that... it couldn't have been anywhere around the 1600s, he'd been too busy starting to pillage and conquer to allow himself to enjoy a mortal existence. Late in the 1700s then, perhaps?  'We're all probably due one,' England continued, 'so much has changed even in the last hundred years that we're all a bit out of touch- Francis' lifespan being one example.'  'How could you tell that you...' France floundered, 'why do you think that?'  France felt England give a small shrug, 'I know it was time; it was very hard to stay, I guess. You're dead but still there, but this time I had to actually think about staying.' He ran out of words, language not really enough to describe what he intrinsically knew. 'I knew it wouldn't be a good idea though, not right now.'  France huffed. 'Well no. I, for one, would have to deal with your government and also reintroducing myself to mine, whilst at the same time being embroiled in a murder inquiry.'  'Don't forget that someone is still trying to kill you.'  'Oh yes, that too. How could I have let that slip my mind.' England chuckled and then coughed, lungs not quite ready.  France helped him sit up a bit higher and rubbed his back, 'This isn't something we need right now. One more hit on you and it'll be even harder to fix this mess if you actually stay dead.' England continued to cough and try to wrangle his breathing back under control, but shook his head.  France tutted in annoyance. 'I doubt that you'll be able to put it off for long, it's not something that you can simply avoid.' He sighed and leant back against the tree. The gap between them had filled very quickly with cold air, and once he stopped struggling to breathe France pulled England back down again and covered them both back up. 'This is going to make things a whole lot more difficult, you know.'  'Dreadfully sorry.' England did not sound in any way sorry. 'Next time I'll just die better, shall I?'  France gave him a smiling kiss to the temple, 'You could always learn to die better, you are never very pretty when you do.'  England elbowed him in the gut and leant hard against him on purpose. 'I cannot wait to not have to see your face again after this.'  France huffed at him. 'You would miss my shining example of poise, culture and beauty before too long.'  'Would not.'  'Oh! Think of how boring your life would be without me to enhance it, for example, consider that nice long holiday we'll go on after all of this blows over. Southern France, by the beach and in the sun...'  'You can sod off, I'm going home.'  'Back to your rainy lump in the sea, of course my dear. I shall not join you.'  'Thank fuck for that.'

DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY YOU ARE A MASTERMIND WRITING WITH THEM??? I love to see it!!!! I read this with the biggest grin because every dialogue just jumps out of the page and they are both so alive!!! I absolutely love it!! I love the plot, I love the idea of Reset for them, I love the execution, the humor, the romance, the love!!!! I love it!!!!!!!

--- And to close this humble offering on this very special day, I hope you have the most wonderful day today, my dear, and that we can share many many birthdays and eurovisions and stories together for many many years to come!! I love you and I hope you all the best in this entire world!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖

[bonjourxrenae]

🇮🇪 🇵🇱 IREPOL FANFIC ARCHIVE 🍀 👑

Scéalta le Casadh by bonjourxrenae (@bonjourxrenae)

A historical one-shot about their first meeting - what starts as humble research becomes a quiet whirlwind romance:

Doctor O’Connor figured the best way to learn more about a nation was to glean that information from another nation. It had been the only reason Ireland came to Warsaw: to interview Poland, gather information, and help edit the manuscripts. In truth, he had become enchanted by the land during the few months he had stayed in Warsaw. The people were kind and devout, the kind of people Ireland felt warmest around. He had brought his flageolet and played for the children on the streets. The food and the folk dances comforted him, sunrises and sunsets were clear, and the reflection of the moon on the waters of the rivers and lakes had all but taken him under. He had become enamored. He understood what the doctor meant. He had to know more.

M’fhíorghrá / My true love by Felicja_Julieanne (@felicja-j)

A soft one-shot, wherein the two have other plans that don't involve staying at the UN formal:

“You’ve talked with your boss already, right?” “Yeah, but he ditched me the first occasion he had. Why?” Ireland smiles at him. “In that case, he knows you’re here. No one said we have to stay til the very end.” He pulls Poland a little closer, and lets himself rest his head against Poland’s hair. No one is looking in their direction anyway. “How about you run away with me, love?”

Of Irish coffee and milk tea by Felicja_Julieanne (@felicja-j)

A collection of drabbles, ranging from soft and domestic, to angst with character death.

A Game of Guinness Telephone by Husaria (@lithuanias)

Meet-cute Human AU one-shot, in which a stranger buys Ireland a pint at the pub... then promptly leaves before he can get a word in:

Alfred returned with another Guinness. Seán blinked. “Thanks, but I’m not even done—” “Oh, I know,” said Alfred. “This is from—” He gestured towards an empty barstool at the end of the car. “—he just left.” Seán swiveled around to look at the front door. “Who left?” “Some guy. He ordered you a Guinness. I…I thought he wanted to talk to you.” “Who was he?” “Beats me,” said Alfred. “First, he asked if we carried…a…I can’t even pronounce it and then just ordered a Guinness. I think we carry the beer he mentioned…Do we—?” Seán sipped his stout. “Did you get a name?” “Nope. Had an accent. I think he was Polish.” “What’d he look like?” “A bit shorter than you. Blond. He couldn’t have been older than twenty-five. Oh, and he had a white cat with him.”

The Seal Lord by bonjourxrenae (@bonjourxrenae)

Fantasy AU multi, featuring Ireland as a selkie and Poland as the young dignitary who accidentally summons him:

It was hard to say how much time had passed, or how many tears he’d wept. Get it together, he told himself, slapping his cheeks until his senses returned. Feliks breathed in the salty air, filled his lungs with the chill so deep it almost hurt. While he had the time, he listened to the hush of the waves against the shore, the cry of the gulls overhead… The airy sound of a tin whistle playing close by… Feliks turned toward the sound. In the haze of sundown, he saw him: a tall man with copper red hair bent over a stone, his feet buried in the sand. He was soaked to the bone, dressed in nothing but what appeared to be a large fur skin, glossy from the salt water. As he played, his thin fingers fluttered over the sound holes, trilling every other note. It was a song Feliks did not recognize, yet felt drawn to all the same. As he approached, the sand shuffled noisily beneath his shoes. The strange man drew away from the flute and looked over his shoulder at Feliks, a boyish smile curled on his lips. “Ah, so you’re the one what called for me.”

Sleepless by Felicja_Julieanne (@felicja-j)

A deeply emotional Human AU, in which Feliks realizes he's asexual and comes out to his partner:

Seán walks up to him, and sits on the other side of the windowsill seat. The moonlight shining on his face makes him seem more pale than usual, but it accents all the right angles, and seems to highlight all his freckles. Feliks almost wants to ask to paint him like this. Maybe another night. “Are you okay?” “Yeah,” Feliks answers. Too quick, he then realizes. “I just, uhm. Can’t sleep, I guess.” Seán raises his brows, and smiles. “And my guess, is that you’re lying.” Feliks feels his breath catch in his throat. “Y’know… whatever it is, you can tell me.” “There’s not-,” his first instinct is to defend himself, but then… he doesn’t. Avoiding this conversation has been draining him mentally. As much as Feliks is terrified to bring it up, he wants to talk to someone. He needs to. “I’ve- … It’s been a weird couple of weeks, I guess.” “Is everything okay?” Seán asks with concern. He leans forward, his hand on Feliks’s leg. He smiles with reassurance, but Feliks sees something else in his eyes. He must be worried, and Feliks doesn’t exactly blame him. He’s been way too distant lately. No wonder Seán knows something is going on. Feliks is terrible at hiding things. He turns to the window, resting his forehead against the cold glass, and closes his eyes for a moment.  “No, it’s not.”

[apersonwholikeslotus]

u guys should read these bc they’re my favorite fics of all time thanks <3

[breitzbachbea]

From one cannibalistic Incorporation lover to another, please read @doomspiral's fantastic Liet-centered fic set in 1950s Soviet Union. It's suspenseful and a wonderful little character portrait of everyone involved (and even the one who is missing, a space defined by everyone else's reaction to it).

[fandom-friday]

TELL ME A PIECE OF YOUR HISTORY by cultureandseptember (https://archiveofourown.org/works/3741175/chapters/8294941),(https://fanfiction.net/s/11330126/1/Tell-Me-A-Piece-of-Your-History) Hetalia. In the year 2015, the White House releases documents detailing the existence of the Nations of the World being personified as people. This includes the name of the embodiment of the United States of America: Alfred F. Jones. While the citizens of the United States react with shock, disgust and violence, the rest of the world scramble to make their own preparations for the inevitable. This fic is told by exerts from various articles, twitter threads and emails and examines how various people react to the news. I slept on this fic for a while and regret it. It’s really well written and I especially love how the interview with China and Belguim’s reactions (the personified Nations) were written and handled. I hope other people enjoy it as well!

This is such a cool way to approach a fanfic, and I don't know that I've seen anything like it before! I've always struggled with writing realistic feeling "media" (whether that be news or social media or what have you), so my hat is very much off to the author in terms of writing a fic entirely centered around it. It's very cool and unique, and I appreciate you sending it in!

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

[doomspiral]

Welcome To The Pit

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I'm not arguing with hetalia fans on the internet.

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Main ships are lietpru, polpru, ruspru, rusliet.

[gophergal]

genuinely why did we stop making fic rec lists