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Pushed to The Limit
Day 27 of Whumptober
Muffled screams/ Stumbling/ Magical Exhaustion
Characters: England, America, France
Context: From the FrUK Chosen Consequence/ Cardverse Chronicals AU with the incredibly talented and lovely @thedisappointedidealist12
Day 26
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'No more drinks thank you, we're fi-'
'Sure! Get me a beer.'
Arthur was completely thrown. Alfred shot him a quick flash of a grin, likely to try and reassure him. It didn't work, Arthur felt the furthest thing from reassured.
'Arthur's right, this conversation should be had privately.’ Alfred turned back to a stony faced Francis, ‘Where can we go to talk?'
'Alfred, what-'
'Like I said,' Alfred spoke over him, raising his voice, 'it's clear you've got something to say and like Artie here I don't believe in letting things sit. I wanna go somewhere where we can have the talk that you seem to have so stuck up your ass.'
He was too angry. Alfred was far, far too angry. Something that Francis had said or done had got to Alfred more than it should have done and this was dangerous. Both Kings had drunk at least one drink, both of them were angry and Arthur trusted neither of them to be rational, including Francis. Especially Francis.
Arthur didn’t know him at all anymore.
Arthur shot a look to Vash, who seemed to have transcended past the point of exhausted to reach a whole new plane of stressed, and Lily, who seemed on the verge of tears.
He thought about his promise to Francis not to practise any more magic whilst in Diamonds and quickly buried it in the back of his mind to think about guiltily later. What Francis didn't know wouldn't hurt him and he'd promised Arthur many, many things that were now untrue. Arthur no longer had a home in Diamonds, Arthur was unlikely to be asked back to the beach house by the sea, and it was painfully clear, growing more so with each passing second, that the Francis who had sworn to be his until they died was not the one stood before him.
Arthur had to let the Francis he had once known go and not let any lingering attachment to his memory affect his life now, or his future.
He took a deep breath. Feeling the magic within him catch at his request, Arthur expanded his awareness out to cover the room, feeling each and every person and thing within it. It swept over the space like a wave, lapping against the walls and resting there thick and icy.
Freeze
A crushing, intense pressure. It felt as though Arthur was lifting the world up in his mind, holding back time with his very soul and he was. Everything in the room was still, everything unmoving and Arthur used one more burst of energy to slam the doors to the foyer shut, preventing anyone else from walking in.
With monumental effort, he reached out with a heavy deadened arm to grab hold of Alfred, closing off his mind to not drain him. He didn't have long.
Alfred came crashing to life in a sharp gasp, blinking about before turning to Arthur in horror as he recognised what was happening, 'Arthur, what the fuc-'
'Are you sure about this?' Arthur cut in quickly, shaking his arm, and Alfred closed his mouth with a small click of teeth, 'You need to calm the fuck down. If you’re going to talk with just your emotions and not your head you need to stop and remember what we're working towards-'
'Yeah dude, okay I get it you can stop this now,' Alfred was looking at him in panic, 'please, Arthur, let it go, you can't hold this! Remember last time-'
'Don't do anything rash!'
'I know, I won't, I'll be calm- Arthur, let go!'
Alfred twisted his arm out of Arthur's grip without breaking their contact to close fast about his shoulders, holding him steady. By Suit this hurt. It felt like he was drowning in sand, the weight of the world and time filling his lungs and pushing against him- a small pebble holding back the tide. What would it feel like, to hold it all still? Was it possible?
'Arthur!'
'I know,' Arthur sluggishly, haltingly, stood up straight and moved to stand as he was before he cast the spell before prodding Alfred, who was still gripping one of his arms, 'turn to him as you were.'
Reluctantly, Alfred stood further away and turned his face to Francis, letting go of Arthur at the last moment. As soon as Arthur felt Alfred still, felt him become another living entity he was holding in place, it hit him as another enormous weight on his chest, another life pressing and protesting against him. He closed his eyes and breathed out, dropping his mental barriers and releasing the foyer back to join the rest of time. It flew from him in a tidal rush, pulling him in every direction and causing him to stagger and grip Alfred's arm to hold him upright.
'Woah there!' Alfred's voice, far too bright and false, came to him through a muffled fog. Arthur felt an arm come to curl around his waist and hold him up, 'The drink finally hit you, huh, Art? Or one of your headaches again?'
Arthur shook his head, trying to clear it. His heart was fluttering far too quickly, too shallow, and his lungs couldn't take in enough air.
'Yes, my head,' He forced himself to speak, 'my apologies, I'm not sure what's come over me all of a sudden.'
'Maybe you should go back to our Chambers for a bit; me and Francis can have our chat alone somewhere, eh Franny?'
Day 28
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HAPPY (Late) SPAMANO DAY!!! [11/26)
I can never get tired of this ship... like ever. But yes this is a tribute to all the stories I’ve created so far that has spamano as the main ship. If you want to see closups of the portraits above, I’ll put it on read more so this post won’t be too long for you.
Subconcius Requiem (Reverse AU)
Human x Country, mentioned Major Character death, lot’s of mental suffering and depression, existentialism, flowers, sequel to the original reverse au
Kids of the revolution (Gakuen Arc)
Antonio being blind as shit and Lovino being oblivious as shit, their past is their conflict, submissive Antonio and dominant Lovino.
Kids of the revolution (College Arc)
same universe as the previous story, except it’s the female counterparts. Lesbians being lesbians encouraging each other’s femininity, part time Waitress! Chiara and Butch programmer! Carmen.
The Great Three heroines - Side L (Cardverse AU)
Imagine people trying to get rid of you that you met a mermaid who made life more beautiful than before, Mermaid! Spain x Fire lady! Romano, “BET YOU HAVEN’T SEEN MY GIANT WIFE”
The Rise and Fall of the Red Queen (Cardverse AU)
My only 2p Spamano, inspired by the Evilious Chronicles’ Banica Conchita and Master of the graveyard, Servant! 2p! spain and Royal! 2p! romano, honestly only have the concept but in history, 2p! Romano became one of the most strongest queens that created massive empires.. kinda like Queen Elizabeth.
(Nyotalia Reverse AU)
MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, inspired by six the musical’s Heart of stone, At what extent does a country live?, independece and nationalism.
Light of creation - side story 1 (Cardverse AU)
reverse! nyotalia!, a relationship between two people from two different dimensions, reincarnation, modern! cardverse, possibly a fulfillment of a thousand year vow, Spirit! Romano x Human! Spain
And ofcourse the original hetalia universe. No need to expand on that.
That’s all my stories! It’s shameless promotion but that’s all I have with spamano in it. Well not really cuz I have like implied spamano in every universe but these are just the universes that prominently have spamano. Most of these stories are work in progress, but maybe I’ll post their stories @ask-aus-romano (?) Still planning on the organization.
Either way, hope you all are enjoying your long weekend and stay safe as always!
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Hi, I’m Fi • any pronouns • 🇵🇭 • how do you college ???
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a compilation of my fanfictions and original stories
◎ AU Ideas
USUK Highschool Gamers AU
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Miraculous Ladybug AU
a compilation of other ideas that I may write;;
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Angsty colonial NA brothers
◎ The Wizard in the Backyard Chronicles
Kiss-Me-Quick
Blue Dues [1] [2] [3]
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Something; Love
A Little Bit
◎ Cardverse AU
Snowballing Into The Heart
◎ Omegaverse AU
For Bread or For Worse
◎ usukweek2020
Doubt Comes In
Come to Sea, Come Home, Come Adventure
Soulmates and Stairs? Disaster
Bourbon Choco and a Jealous Not-Boyfriend
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Ten Ways To Love
Hetalia Fanart | All My Art | Written Works
If Ever,
The King of Nothing
updated [06-28-2022: changed a few links!!]
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hello I was just wondering what this plot is based off of?
Hello anon! The short answer is it’s an original idea from Admin G
The long answer: I pulled a lot of lore from many different sources and merged them with my own original ideas. The idea of a cursed continent with magic that tattoos its citizens is my own idea, as was splitting the factions into suits from a deck of cards. (I recycled this idea from a short story I wrote about seven years ago called Doralice). I also know this is a popular AU called Cardverse in the Hetalia fandom, but I don’t watch or read Hetalia so I don't know anything further!
Below is a list of books, webnovels, games, and other media that have influenced my creation of Kadeu
Ascend Online series by Luke Chmilenko ( Spellswords )
Awaken Online series by Travis Bagwell ( Mana Experimentation )
The Beginning After The End manhwa/web novel by Turtleme ( Manacores, Manabeasts, Elderwood Guardians )
The Completionist Chronicles by Dakota Krout ( Ritualists )
The Cruel Prince book by Holly Black ( Fae )
Elder Scrolls Online mmorpg ( Spellswords )
The Magicians television show on Syfy ( Fae )
Second Life Ranker manhwa/webnovel by 사도연 Sadoyeon ( Manacores, Mana Circulation )
Silver Fox and the Western Hero: Warrior Reborn book by M.H. Johnson ( Mana Cultivation )
나 혼자만 레벨업 Solo Leveling manhwa/webnovel by 추공 Chugong ( Manabeasts )
The Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan ( Spellswords, Magic )
I’m sure there are many things missing from this list but I’ve read 80+ books this year and honestly, a lot of them blur together. If you have questions about a specific aspect or race do let me know!
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Playing Cards
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2qq7Lpd
by Simply_Emily
Clary Fray has just discovered that she is the next in line to the throne of Hearts. As well as a forced marriage to Jace Wayland, she has to move into Heart's Castle. There she meets the new Jack, Isabelle Lightwood, and together, they go on an adventure.
Words: 975, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M
Characters: Clary Fray, Isabelle Lightwood, Simon Lewis, Luke Garroway, Maryse Lightwood, Robert Lightwood, Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, Raphael Santiago, Camille Belcourt, Meliorn (Shadowhunter Chronicles), Valentine Morgenstern, Ragnor Fell, Lydia Branwell
Relationships: Clary Fray & Isabelle Lightwood, Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Simon Lewis/Raphael Santiago
Additional Tags: Shadowhunters are Hearts, Mundanes are Diamonds, Fae are Clubs, Downworlders are Spades, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Cardverse AU, numbers, Nobility, Rascism
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Cardverse Chronicles
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2OV5Rti
by SaphiraKirkland
Two hundred years have passed and the Spades Kingdom had their last Queen. Two hundred years in a cool war between Clubs and Spades. Two hundred years... and now the time to rise a new Queen has come.
Words: 410, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Hetalia: Axis Powers
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: America (Hetalia), England (Hetalia), China (Hetalia), Scotland (Hetalia), Germany (Hetalia), North Italy (Hetalia), Japan (Hetalia), South Italy (Hetalia), Russia (Hetalia), Hungary (Hetalia), Austria (Hetalia), Belarus (Hetalia), France (Hetalia), Liechtenstein (Hetalia), Switzerland (Hetalia), Spain (Hetalia)
Relationships: America/England (Hetalia), Germany/North Italy (Hetalia), South Italy/Spain (Hetalia)
Additional Tags: How Do I Tag, I'm Going to Hell, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, Angst, Fluff, Eventual Smut, Dead People, Psychological Drama, i think, This is going to be long as hell, Everyone Needs A Hug
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I LOVE Cardverse.
ME TOO
Have a wee snippet of something that I am constantly trying to write out, curtesy of myself and the amazing @thedisappointedidealist12
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'Alfred, what are you eating.'
Alfred paused midbite and turned to Arthur with bulging cheeks, '…a fairycake?'
He had icing on his chin and crumbs all over his jacket. Arthur tutted at him and summoned a small, sharp wind to blow them off before tapping his own chin to prompt Alfred to wipe his. They were stood, alongside Matthew and Yao, on the high dias at the end of the throne room, waiting for the other kingdoms to enter. Spadian nobility was already there, having trickled in one family at a time, and were now clustered about the hall below in their finest clothes. Now that they were all accounted for, it was time to announce Clubs, then Diamonds.
Spades flags and banners hung from the old walls and curled around the high beams above, filling the vaulted space with colour. The Spades Castle wasn't as elegant as the Diamonds Palace, but honestly Arthur preferred it. It was a solid, sturdy place, serious and with an air of calm respectability. It felt impressive, even if it wasn't anywhere close to being considered delicately pretty. There were no fine, fancy chandeliers here- wrough iron was preferred.
The only thing the Spade's castle had that Arthur considered to be of a 'Francis acceptable' level of intricate beauty were the stained glass windows. The ones in the throne room especially were huge; made up of thousands of individual panels, they told the Spadian version of the fall of Suits and framed the throne room behind the dias, cutting the light from the setting sun and throwing hundreds of dancing colours across the crowds and thick stone walls.
Most rooms in the old keep had at least one decent stainedglass window, but the ones in the throne room were the most impressive. Arthur liked to come here of an evening if the room was empty to sit and read underneath them as the sun set. It was almost impossible to be able to stay there alone and unbothered, but it made the rare times it did all the more special.
As Arthur watched Alfred hurriedly stuff the rest of the fairycake in his mouth in disgust, looking away as trumpets sounded over the gentle music of the orchestra.
'THE KINGDOM OF CLUBS'
The thick oaken doors of the throne room were opened and the royal flush of Clubs stepped in. As soon as Ivan's foot touched the first flagstone, with a silent command from Arthur the flags and banners on the walls and ceiling changed with a gust of wind to the Clubs' emblem and colours- greens and golds and browns.
The orchestra changed music to their Royal national anthem and matched their pace as the Flush approached, continuing as they stopped underneath the dias to bow their greeting. The Spades Flush bowed back, and Clubs and their entourage moved aside to blend in with the crowds.
There would be time for talking later.
The announcer at the end of the hall raised his hand at Arthur, who nodded. The trumpet sounded once more.
'THE KINGDOM OF HEARTS'
The orchestra fell silent as the hall washed red, the deep rich emblem of Hearts stitching its way across the flags and burning into the bunting. The crowd fell silent and after a moment the flags fluttered again, lifting red in the breeze and falling into black for mourning.
The Spades Flush bowed to the empty space beneath the dias. As the flags stilled, Arthur redirected the air in the room to snuff out the candles of the iron chandeliers, plunging the flags and ceiling into darkness. With only the small wall sconces for light, the throne room was dim, and heavy and thick with the implication.
Arthur allowed this for a moment, letting the effect settle, before closing his eyes and focusing his attention on imagining each and every snuffed candle. Concentrating on the feeling of magic inside his chest, heating him and thrumming in time with his heartbeat, he pushed it outwards to heat the wicks with an intense force, causing small flames to flick to life and relight the room.
The Spades colours were back. The announcer at the end of the hall waved again and Arthur nodded.
'THE KINGDOM OF DIAMONDS.'
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Another snippet from that emotionally dangerous Cardverse AU that me and the incredible @thedisappointedidealist12 are cooking because a certain goblin has given me new feelings
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His feet were bare. As he watched, blood swelled out of a new cut, accompanied by vivid, hot pain. Too vivid.
He wasn't dreaming.
At this realisation, a cloud passed overhead, casting the place in dark shadow and the air grew bitterly cold in turn. As soon as the shadow touched the woman's house it started to change, stone bricks tumbling down into dust and ivy creeping into the cracks to drag the remains down into the soil, swallowing the ruins whole.
Mist swirled into the edges of the world like smoke, settling thickly upon the ground and curling into Arthur's clothes like shards of ice.
'What's happening,' Arthur took a half step back onto the road that under his feet blossomed once more into familiar mud and roots, 'Tell me!'
'You know what is happening.'
'I don't!' He did, 'Who are you?'
Before he could move again, she was upon him, 'Our souls are burnt into the soil,' Her hands pressed Arthur's cheeks, cold pointed fingers digging into his skin, 'We are the earth. We make up your foundations and feed the crops you grow.'
Her face crumbled, skin dissolving away into ash and revealing a skull underneath, hard bone stained yellow. Her voice rang clear in his head, 'We did not get to die as we should have. We did not get to live as we deserved. And I warn you that the same will happen to you if you do not leave.'
She pushed him and he fell back against a tangle of roots hiding a forgotten stone wall, 'Go! Go because you can, run because we cannot.'
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Full fic being written here
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3 words: Card-Verse-au
I must know what happens next
You cannot understand the joy this ask gives me 😭 thank you for reading and wanting more ahhh
This boy is so big, so damn large and one of the most complicated things I've written and I love it so so much. Now I just need to piece it together
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The Beginning
Summary: The newly elected Flush of the Spades kingdom travel to meet the monarchy of their long time ally, Diamonds. Or, the exiled ex-Jack of Diamonds returns home to flaunt his new political position.
Whichever way you want to look at it.
Characters: England, France/ FrUK, America (Canada, China, Liechtenstein and Switzerland mentioned)
Word Count: 1177
Part of an emotionally damaging Cardverse AU from myself and the wonderful @thedisappointedidealist12
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'Dude, you look like you're gonna be sick.'
Arthur turned from where he was staring out of the window to glare at Alfred, sat beside him in the back of their car. 'Thank, you Alfred, that was an extremely helpful thing to say.'
Alfred laughed brightly, unconcerned by Arthur's grumpy mood, 'I'm just saying.'
Arthur huffed and turned back to gaze out at the passing countryside, 'Yes well, don't.'
There was a pause. Arthur could hear Alfred fiddling with the clasps around his collar, a ruffle and tug of fabric. Then: 'you're not though, right? Gonna throw up.'
'No, Alfred.'
Alfred let out a sigh of relief. 'Good, cos these cars were just cleaned yesterday and Mei-Ling chewed my ear off about how much it cost so I don't wanna piss her off-'
'Alfred!' Arthur turned back in his seat to face him, 'stop talking, and dear God what are you doing to yourself?'
Alfred's collar was now so twisted it looked as though it had been done up by a toddler. 'I don't like the buttons done up this high.' He said, a slight whine in his voice and Arthur leant over to fix it back again, batting his hands away.
'It's the proper way to wear formal attire; we need to make a good impression.'
Alfred rolled his eyes, 'Well, I already know Francis and you definitely already know him so we've kinda already gone past "good" impressions, don't ya think?'
Arthur finished fixing his collar and sat back with a scowl. 'Well, let's not make that worse then, shall we?'
There was another pause and Arthur could feel Alfred twitching, waiting to say something.
'Are you nervous about seeing him again? It’s the first time since you were fired as Jack, right? Is that it- why you're being so prissy?'
'I-! Prissy what do you... I'm not- I'm not nervous, I jus-'
'Dude chill, it's fine if you are.' Alfred put a placating hand on Arthur's shoulder, 'It's been seven years and you didn't exactly leave on the best of terms; it's fine, don't work yourself up so much.'
Arthur pressed his lips together and gently shrugged Alfred off, turning to look out of the window again. The countryside felt so achingly familiar; it was strange to come back here after so long, a mix of joy and nostalgia churned with apprehension and dread. He hadn’t seen or spoken to Francis since he left, not one word and not one letter on either side. Francis had most likely expected Arthur to write to him first but Arthur had no intention of begging or pleading anything to the man who had caused their separation in the first place.
'I just want this to go well.' Arthur said, eventually. 'Diamonds have always held a lot of pride for their monarchy- its longevity. They see the elected governments of Spades and Clubs as mere passing events, often not worth bothering with.'
Arthur swallowed back an uncomfortable lump in his throat. 'I want to give them no reason to dismiss us so quickly.'
Arthur could see the vaguest image of Alfred's reflection eyeing him carefully in the window but he offered nothing else and silence feel between them. A short time later, Arthur growing steadily more tense with each passing minute, their car nosed its way through the long winding drive way and through the elaborate wrought iron gates to pull up in the palace courtyard.
As soon as it stopped Alfred got himself out, not waiting for their driver to open the door for him, and Arthur could hear him exclaiming loudly in awe, 'Man, look at that! It's so cool; look at those archways!'
Arthur sat with his eyes closed, drumming his fingers on his thighs and took a deep breath in to get himself ready. At the first click of his door handle, Arthur opened his eyes and steeled himself before getting out in one fluid movement, emerging to look upwards at the sweeping stone staircase that led to the main entrance. It lay underneath a familiar imposing grand facade; delicate stonework and coloured glass demonstrating the sheer opulence and wealth of the Diamonds kingdom from the first look.
Arthur gritted his teeth.
'Are you alright?'
The soft voice of Matthew appeared at Arthur's elbow and turned to look at his Ace of Spades with a genuine smile. 'Yes, thank you. Strange to be back, is all.'
Matthew smiled back, keeping his hands to himself for which Arthur was grateful. This was not a place for Arthur to let weakness of any sort show, emotional or otherwise and a friendly hand from Matthew could easily be misread by watching, mistrustful eyes. Arthur turned, hearing footsteps, and found Yao approaching.
'Ready?'
He had Alfred with him, looking jubilant and excited, and Arthur nodded, seeing Matthew do the same out of the corner of his eye. 'Yes, we're ready.'
Yao nodded, 'Right then, let's go and get this over with.'
He turned, and together the new flush of the Kingdom of Spades ascended the stairs to the main doors, flanked by their entourage to be met by the waiting Diamonds emissaries and staff. After a few quick greetings of polite introductions and small talk, the doors were opened and they were led inside down long, brightly lit corridors with flagstone floors to the intimidating set of double doors which Arthur knew led to the throne room.
Arthur didn’t pay attention to the servant who announced them as he gazed about him at the large vaulted ceiling, lit with chandeliers to cast twinkling lights on the tapestry draped walls. It was painfully glittery and excessive, just as he remembered. He heard both Alfred and Matthew gasp either side of him, before they were ushered forwards towards the thrones at the far end. The Queen of Diamonds sat there waiting to receive them, as did the new Jack, Vash.
Francis, however, was nowhere to be seen.
Lily looked nervous; hands clasped tightly together in front of her whilst Vash stood stony faced by her throne. His face did not move, body language aimed solely at them, but his eyes flicked just once to the door behind Arthur’s head to where he remembered that the family quarters of the monarchs were tucked away. Where Francis was likely watching.
Arthur very skilfully hid his contempt and smiled politely to the Queen and Jack, bowing low alongside Yao, Alfred, and Matthew in a formal greeting. Typical of Francis, he thought, to begin their visit this way. Francis was a master of political games and Arthur read the intention behind this one very clearly.
Arthur was not welcome here. He was not to be granted the respect that the title the Queen of Spades gave him and his flush were not worth the time nor attention from the King of Diamonds. They would be made to wait, like servants or children, to be addressed whenever Francis chose to and no sooner.
Fine. This was fine.
Arthur could play those games just as well.
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AN:
So me and the incredible @thedisappointedidealist12 have been taking it in turns to torture each other emotionally with this AU and I am beyond obsessed and in love with it.
What I really want to do is write it all up properly and then set it loose into the world where it can hurt even more people, but that task is so great that the very thought of it intimidates me.
In the meantime, have some ‘literary pancakes’ ;) of my favourite parts
Make sure to go and check out the Idealist’s blog too for amazing art about Cardverse, or Hetalia and art in general. Her work is nice and crunchy.
#APH England#APH France#fruk#aph america#cardverse#aph canada#hws england#hws france#hws america#hws canada#aph#hetalia#hws#arthur kirkland#francis bonnefoy#alfred f jones#matthew williams#My writing#aph cardverse#cardverse chronicles
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Rules: Write the latest line a chunk from a wip and tag as many people as there are words. (I’m sorry, I couldn’t do just a line)
Thanks for the tag @sketchytea! <3 Here’s a sneaky something of a very emotionally damaging Cardverse AU
‘Fuck me, who’s this?
A voice slipped silkily between his ears and Arthur lost all remaining sense of self. He was nameless, nothing but agony and heat and freezing cold and his heartbeat thundering outside of his chest.
’Arthur Kirkland. Wow, you’re not someone I ever expected to see again! Shit me, I didn’t expect to see anyone again, if I’m honest.’
Arthur knew that voice. He knew it from somewhere, but had no idea where. The sound of it gave him something to focus on other than the pain and he clung to it like a man lost at sea.
‘Nah, don’t close yourself off again! It’s cool, it ain’t so bad here.’
What the fuck was going on?
’See, that’s a really cool question. The very fact you’re here means you probably know kinda what’s happening, but surprise! Didn’t expect me didja?’
‘G-Gilbert?’ Arthur couldn’t move, couldn’t think.
‘The one and only.’ The voice was right inside Arthur’s mind, settling deep inside his brain to bury itself amongst his darkest thoughts, turning them over with childish, curious pleasure, ’Thanks for giving me that last little nudge. Things got a bit blurry there. How long’s it been, 1- 2 months? A year?’
Arthur couldn’t think of an answer, needing to focus on the fragile scrap of himself that he could remember to stay alive.
‘It's dangerous, Arthur. You said so yourself once. That magic was something that could never be fully understood. I don't want you doing it here.’ Francis’ face flashed through Arthur’s mind, bitter and annoyed against a backdrop of their childhood forest, ‘You shouldn't be doing it at all.’
Gilbert read the answer somewhere inside Arthur anyway, ‘5 years?’ a low whistle, ’Fuck.’
Cold spots appeared on Arthur’s forehead, or what he thought was his forehead, dreadful pointed fingertips with the slightest of pressure. His skin burned at their touch and he tried to scream but he couldn’t feel his mouth, couldn’t get air into his lungs, his chest- couldn’t feel anything anymore.
‘I can’t stay here anymore, Art.’ Gilbert’s voice was a low rumble of fragmented, broken sounds, rough and utterly devolved from the one Arthur remembered, ‘I can’t, and you’re gonna help me leave.’
I’m going to tag @draw-a-circle-thats-the-foxhole, @needcake, @a-luran, @maelerie, @ego-meliorem-esse, @fizzycherrycola and @acemapleeh to play if they wish to
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WIP Wednesday but it’s actually Sunday
Rules: Choose your favourite snippet of something you’re writing
Tagged by @acemapleeh <3
‘Arthur took a deep breath in. This was it, potentially the last spell he’d ever do. Silently, he bade farewell to Alfred and closed his eyes, focusing of the feel of Francis in his hands and against his head, warm and close and familiar.
Summoning all of the energy that he had left, he emptied his mind and tried to visualise it. It gathered, taking shape and form as a faint, flickering blue flame from a vague haze, tendrils of colour swirling and pooling to form light in an endless darkness. There wasn’t much there. It would have to do.
Arthur tried to think about himself as something just as formless, a collection of dreams and thoughts and fears rather than as a man made of blood and bone bound to a body, more of a mist than anything else- not water and not air, something in the middle. Something that could be added too, something not defined by a physical border.
It was almost like the mirror spell he performed on Lily, he realised with a flash of understanding. Did that too not have a note attached to it, citing the dangers of the practise? (’Could a dead heart beat again if it mirrored someone alive?’) It seemed as though it was mankind’s fate to invent and create beyond themselves, to take something innocent and warp it to dark and twisted designs. Arthur had done that and survived, then he could do this.
You were a lot healthier then.
A breath of a whisper, gone before Arthur could even recognise that it had been there.‘
This tag game has come full circle! This time, I’m going to tag @maelerie and @fizzycherrycola to do if they fancy!
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for the director’s commentary: ⭐ anything you’re dying to talk about!
I’M GONNA TAKE THIS OPPORTUNITY to talk about the Cardverse AU because it’s bubbling up inside of me and I need to release it somewhere.
Sadly, I don’t want to go into too much detail about it for fear of spoiling the plot (although there is slightly more about it here) but it’s massive and easily the most complicated thing I’ve ever had a hand in writing. It’s a sprawling mess of interwoven character and plot drama and I’m still not sure what the story is about- you’ve got Francis and Arthur in their messy political squabble, compounded by the huge rift and broken relationship between them, but then you’ve also got the brewing calamity in the background which will force Arthur and Francis to confront each other properly. Then every other character also has their own backstory and their own role in the plot which all twist together to add several layers to what’s going on and what will happen next.
At the moment, I’m trying to figure out that focus- what should I actually be writing this story about and how much do I go into each part? The thing is, the story is all technically fleshed out and mostly written but I need to work out how I want to tell it and what needs adding or to be taken away.
It’s going to be very large indeed, right after I told myself that I wouldn’t ever write another long project fanfic but I’m already so very invested in it and I’m seeing it in my heart as my next passion project. I love writing little ficlets or oneshots but I really do adore creating something large and complex so I can practise pacing and plot development. I’m grateful that people seem to be interested in reading about it and I really really look forward to sharing more soon!
Thanks for the asks and letting me babble about my current obsession <3
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He does not look like he's flaunting anything. I love Francis shown as a self centred unprofessional dick that he is
The King of Diamonds is a man with a lot of feelings that he has never learnt how to properly control and Arthur Kirkland is like a lit match being thrown into some kindling by a blind fool
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