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Back to Part One

( Something snarls and grabs America's hair and yanks him closer for their lips to crash together, upside-down and violent. )

SO MUCH PORN GUYS. SO MUCH PORN.

EPIC KINKPORN GO.

Also, I find it hilarious that the porn outtakes are longer than the fic itself was.

Title: The International Awesome Pirate Weekend: Director's Cut
Authors: Mithrigil and Puella Nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America, England, Japan. Threesome and then two.
Words: a lot
Rating: Not Safe For Work. Or C-Span.

Summary: Remember The International Awesome Pirate Weekend? Well, this is "how England got Japan's fundoshi" and "what America meant by he fucked me within an inch of my life".


( Ascertain that his wrists are crossed beneath the ropes. )

On to Part Two

so much porn omg

What's this? A ficpost from a Puel? Why yes. Yes it is.

I have missed writing, I really have.

Title: Cannonfire and Half-Mast Flags
Author: puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: Russia/China, Lithuania
Rating: PG-13, for allusions to sexuality and possibly disturbing imagery
Wordcount: ~4300
Timestamp: March 8-9, 1953
Summary: “There are so many of them.” Russia’s voice swells, shakes. “So many have come to me.” Russia's boss is dead, hundreds are crushed to death at his funeral, and China is tired of being smothered.

( Russia's boss is dead, and Russia's bed is cold. )

Hopefully I will not wait another month to post fic. I don't think I will. Ideas, I has them.

I feel like I should slap a Silver Age disclaimer on this story. "NOT an imaginary story! NOT a dream! The characters are NOT robots or clones of themselves from another dimension!"

...the Silver Age was weird, you guys. What can I say. Also there were lots of stories where Lois and Clark got married, except it didn't count because it was a dream/they were robots/they were clones/etc.

But this is not the case here.

To which I say: FUCKING FINALLY.

Title: Self-Evident, part one
Authors: mithrigil and puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: England/America
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: ~7300
Timestamp: January 21, 2013
Summary: FUCKING FINALLY.
Alternate Summary: America and England finally resolve some of that epic two-hundred-years-plus-in-the-making UST.

( Hey, England’s not yelling at him to keep his feet on the floor. He guesses that counts as progress, too. )


mithrigil will be posting Part Two either tomorrow or Thursday.

Title: This Kind of Knowledge
Authors: mithrigil and puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America and Canada
Rating: PG-13, for -- well, read the summary.
Wordcount: 3750
Summary: Young America and Canada team up to steal a text on Tantric sexual techniques from England's study. Hijinks ensue.

( He's going to cane you. )


No, Mith and I do not have an excuse for this one. *cough*

My first Katsu, and I don't think it'll be my last. Photoshoot stuff will come in the days to follow, though there are a few videos under the cut. America and England costumes were a huge hit, the Sei and Sub TB outfits got a good workout, and even the hideous masq costumes led to something pretty spectacular. I can bitch about the clusterfucky organization, and I plan to, but seriously, where else can you be invited up to a stranger's room for cake and geekery?

( COOOOOOOOOON! )

VERDICT: Katsu was awesome, but more in spite of the way the con was organized and conducted than because of it. Still, I mostly go to cons for the people these days, and the people were wonderful. Masquerade was frustrating, but the performers themselves put on a good show. Linden and J were best roommates, and Mith is still best girlfriend.
Hey, we've been dating for nine months now, our relationship's officially gestated...

You know, maybe I need a break from the fucked-up fic.

*looks at stuff in queue*

...or not. At least this one isn't 4000 words long? Maybe I am kind of learning how to be concise again, sort of?

There is funny lurking around in my head somewhere. I mean it.

Title: Never Enough Blessings
Author: puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: England/China
Rating: PG-13/R, for horror (and drug use).
Words: ~1200
Timestamp: August 27, 1842 -- the end of the First Opium War.
Summary: Progress, China. It's all a matter of progress.

( It is poison, and I will have nothing to do with it. )

Title: There Are No Ghosts Here
Author: puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: America/England (or America-->England, technically), Canada, guest appearances by Samuel Adams and General Arthur St. Clair
Rating: R, for what growing nations dream about
Words: ~4370
Timestamp: December 17, 1773, in Boston; July 5-8, 1777, in New York
Summary: I don't want him to forgive me. I never wanted that. The shape of what America wants, before the revolution and after it, and whether or not it changes.

( Look at you, America, you've grown so since we first met. )

So it is not tomorrow, and there is not inauguration post.

Ehe. Sorry. Am still waiting for the pictures to be developed, but the main points:
a) It was cold.
b) It was awesome.

Am moving back to apartment tomorrow. For a variety of reasons, I really don't feel ready for this semester at all -- the Financial Aid screwup last semester threw me off-track, and apparently I'm registered as a part-time student now, which I've since corrected but I need to fill out more paperwork and I'm not sure if I'm going to bother to sign up for a meal plan this semester, even. Also still don't know what I'm doing about certain classes; I really want to go for the Anthropology minor and I think I need to take Methods of Anthropological Research for that, but I'd be course overloading during a semester where I'm a) cast and b) looking for a job.

And I need that job. If I don't get a job this semester, I can't go to ACen. My refund check's coming back late as it is, so Katsucon's going to get interesting. I might have to dip into my savings, though I hope that doesn't become the case. Also I've barely glanced at my Latin this semester, and Hetalia and tournament hijacked me away from working on Ardent so I need to resume that again posthaste, and I'm trailing so far behind on obligations that it isn't even funny.

(I think I'm taking a break from request-based fic and ficlets, though. I just don't write well to people's specifications anymore, and I get unreasonably upset and stressed and unhappy when I try to. Need to stop treating fandom like a job, really, because it isn't, and scheduling myself to do things doesn't work and makes me feel terrible when I can't reach the goals I set for myself.)

I'm hoping to have fic up by tonight or tomorrow, though, and I think that will improve my mood a lot. Ultimately, so will being back in school, because I do very poorly with unstructured free time. I work best and get the most done when I'm doing too much at once. It may not be the most healthy way to go about things, but I'm used to it by now. (I might try to do that 15 pairings meme floating around, if I can think of fifteen pairings. I fail so hard at forming OTPs, seriously.)

In less whingy news, Suzaku is never allowed to drink Stargaritas again. Long story.

Also in less whingy news:

all_he_ever

A joint project between Linden, Mith, and myself. (pinstripesuit is our Minister of Propaganda.) In 1923, the Anglo-Japanese alliance was not dissolved. In 1956, a member of the Communist-Progressive Party won the American Presidential Election. These are the stories and artistic developments that created such a world.

...so how have you all been? Is our new President completely awesome or what?

So I got hijacked with the mental image of Lithuania going to confession.

And then I wrote this.

I blame my Catholic upbringing.

A lot.

Title: Apostle's Creed
Author: puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Lithuania, mentions of Russia
Rating: PG-13, for offscreen Russia and life under the Iron Curtain
Words: ~3100
Timestamp: September 5, 1951 -- the beginning of the end for the armed Lithuanian resistance to Soviet rule.
Summary: God still speaks, Lietuva. Churches were once places of sanctuary, and Lithuania seeks shelter in a confessional as he flees the NKVD.

( I haven't spoken to America or England or France since the war. )

I have been waiting to write this fic for forever. FOREVER, I tell you.

...okay, more like a month. Still.

(why yes I did read Ender's Game and why yes it was formative, why do you ask?)

Title: The Enemy's Gate is Down
Author: puella_nerdii (with mithrigilian assist)
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America, Russia, England
Rating: PG-13, for language, thematic implications, and Russia having no concept of personal space.
Words: ~3800
Timestamp: July 27, 1945, during the Potsdam Conference.
Summary: "You're going to change everything, America." "Yeah, but isn't that what I always do?"

( The only one grasping here is you. )

Yeah, so, um. This is not Wednesday. In my defense, I had finals?

...and this ended up getting longer than I thought it would?

...a lot longer?

Hopefully it doesn't suck. I don't know. In some ways I think this is kind of my love letter to intertextuality. Though in less SRS BIZNESS, it also features America getting stoned with Delirium during Woodstock. So.

Title: Sub Specie Aeternitatis, part two
Author: puella_nerdii, though credit/blame is, as always, due to mithrigil.
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia, crossed with the Sandman (though knowledge of either canon should suffice. Or neither canon; anthropomorphic personifications have a way of making themselves understood.)
Characters: America and, in this half, Despair and Delirium, with guest appearances by Lithuania and England and mentions of Death.
Rating: PG-13 for language, a few macabre images, and drug use. (Did I mention that one of the sections takes place during Woodstock?)
Words: 4480 without footnotes.
Summary: Even countries are bound by the forces that embody this world.

( Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses. Well, he's got them now. )

...and now for Yuletide!
Which I totally have not been neglecting!
Really!
ahahaha I'm fucked, aren't I.

It is kind of my goal in life to cross over everything ever with the Sandman. Therefore, this.

Let me not to the marriage of true anthropomorphic personifications admit impediment, after all.

Title: Sub Specie Aeternitatis, part one
Author: puella_nerdii, though credit/blame is, as always, due to mithrigil.
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia, crossed with the Sandman (though knowledge of either canon should suffice. Or neither canon; anthropomorphic personifications have a way of making themselves understood.)
Characters: America and, in this half, Destiny, Dream, Desire, and Destruction.
Rating: R, for sexuality and intimations of violence, and you can guess whose faults those are.
Words: 4100 without footnotes.
Summary: Even countries are bound by the forces that embody this world.

( It is not in your nature to know where you are going. )

Part Two will be posted either tomorrow or Wednesday, depending on how I want to space things out.

i) I has Photoshop again, yay! And I think it is time to make Hetalia icons. Lots of them.

ii) America and the Endless. *grin* Actually, here, have an excerpt:
She—he? America can’t really tell, and maybe the fog on his glasses blurs things but he thinks it’s more that this person, this not-person, makes things blur—it leans closer, draws attention to the jut of its collarbones, the lithe line of its neck, the smooth white planes of its skin…

“Unbroken lines,” it says just as America’s thinking it, and smiles. Its teeth gleam, the points—wait, the points—the points glisten, and America gets a picture of those teeth closing down on him that’s way clearer than he wants it to be. “Unbounded, uncompromised.”

“Well yeah,” he says, swallows when the spit dries in his throat, “I’ve never been big on boundaries—”

“Then take what Providence has given you.” Its fingers trail down his chest, tapping. “Spread. Expand,” and its thumb hooks in America’s waistband and America takes the suggestion, rolls his hips up until his back contracts, arches off the chair, shivers, and the shiver travels through his legs, breaks up his breath. “Grow,” it says.

iii) Am almost finished with this goddamn show. Will have my nights back soon. Yay.

iv) Might end up GMing Changeling: The Lost next semester. I have missed GMing, and I love Changeling's setup. I just hope my players know what they're getting themselves into. *grins*

1. Post about something that made you happy today, even if it’s just a small thing.
2. Do this every day for a week without fail.
3. Tag 8 of your friends to do the same. I hate tagging people for this sort of thing, so steal if you'd like to.

You know, I could just post "my girlfriend" every day, but I think that's cheating.

Hetalia fandom makes me damned happy -- Mith and I have gotten such a great reception for our stuff, and it makes us happy and squeeful, and I feel motivated to write again. (Cannot decide whether I should work on Cold War America and Russia -- Bay of Pigs y/n? -- or the whole Sino-Soviet relationship while China's going Communist...) So for anyone involved in Hetalia who's reading: thanks so much, and this is seriously one of the nicest fandoms I've ever been in.

(and if anyone has any more historical plotbunnies to fling my way -- well, I'm going to be stuck backstage in the dark for hours with nothing to do, and I want to write stuff. So fling away.)

...so you know how I said I would never ever ever write countryporn?

*sobs*

DAMMIT lindensphinx WHY DID YOU MENTION RUSSIA AND DUBCON IN THE SAME SENTENCE?

*more sobbing*

why is it this natural to write Russia. why.

Also I think this goes without saying but guys this is not how you treat a trauma victim and Russia is a creepy bastard and I'm just trying to understand the way his head works, I'm not condoning his actions.

I HAVE NO DIGNITY LEFT. AT ALL.

Title: The Wind, the Sun, and the Eagle
Author: puella_nerdii, with assist from Mith
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: China/Russia
Rating: Hard R, for coercion, implied offscreen assault, and Russia.
Words: 2800 with footnotes
Summary: August, 1945. Russia invades Manchuria. And those who have proven themselves unworthy…well, he will not have such children. China would do well to remember this. He believes he will bring it up when they meet.

( The Wind, the Sun, and the Eagle )

Now I will do the things I am supposed to do.
Really.
WHY IS HETALIA EATING MY LIIIIIFE.

So this is the first part of a joint effort between me and mithrigil -- I wrote the first half, she wrote the second, and we both strongly influenced each other's half, because that is what we do.

(We definitely picked the right sides, though. Writing America is like writing a lobotomized Zack Fair. Or a more Stephen Colbert-ish version of Stephen Colbert.)

Title: Anthem, part one
Authors: Puel and Mith, or Mith and Puel (name order doesn't matter, Gundam Wing fandom)
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America, France
Rating: Light R, for F-bombs and France being France
Words: 6600 combined -- this installment, 3800.
Summary: May, 1787. France helps America write the Constitution. Hijinks ensue.

( And then Burr whipped out his pistol and I just sort of ran. )

On to Part Two

So my computer has AIDS.

(And by "AIDS" I mean "the XPProtection2009 virus, which is an UTTER BITCH to eradicate from one's system." But AIDS is catchier, and since this virus effectively shuts down my immune system -- i.e. my antiviral software -- and makes lots and lots of copies of itself, I figure there are worse viral analogies.)

I'm in the midst of getting all my files off my hard drive -- thankfully, none of it's corrupted or anything -- and reformatting the damn thing, so I probably won't have full computer access until late tomorrow or earlyish on Sunday. So if you don't see me around, that's why. School computer labs are a week-ass panacea, since they close far too damned early.

aaaaaaaaand this had to happen when I was getting my write back. and before the eleven-hour tech rehearsal tomorrow in which I have virtually nothing to do. Woooo.

In more -- actually, I'm not sure how to describe it, exactly, but in other news, I've been sucked into Axis Power Hetalia. In a rather big oh-god-history-will-never-be-the-same way. I can't do porn for it, I don't think -- I think I'd lose what remaining self-respect I have if I did, because the way my mind works I am fine with the cannibal demon dubcon threesome porn with crossgenerational incest and hermaphrodites and dubiously-aged participants but countryporn is a line I will not cross. I never said it was logical. But gen? My lord, the possibilities are endless -- the Napoleonic Wars! America's rise to prominence in the world arena! Imperialism and how much sharper the abuses of power become with anthropomorphism! The Industrial Revolution! The Cold War! The United Kingdom watching America grow up and grow away and everything tangled up in that eeeeeee okay I might be taking this entirely too seriously, but dammit, rendering historical narrative this way is FUN.

TODAY'S WRITING LIST
I. Ardent scene iii.
II. memento mori chapter five.
III. That Minato thing which has moved in a completely opposite direction from what the KF prompt implied but which is nonetheless proving fun to write.
Also tweak the outline for the livelongnmarry fic which I will finish by the end of the month goddamnit.

research of the day: dactylic hexameter, eclectic Japanese music, popular cars in Japan in 2000, Yami no Matsuei volume 1, P3 game script