All the male nations are straight, and this is The Ultimate Battle to get the (few) female nations for themselves. The females nations ally or rat each other out, fight or surrender (willingly -that is, they're in love with the male pursuing them-, or not), to the guys.
Bonus. Two females are in a relationship together and fighting extremely hard to remain together and not be conquered as concubines by the males. Some males can fight alongside the females because they are already in a relationship with one, the females are their siblings, or they genuinely believe they don’t deserve this. Authoranon can chose just ONE bi or homo male nation, if they want.
Try to include all the female nations (that includes Wy and Monaco). OCs totally accepted (especially India, Mexico, Portugal and Israel). Genderbents only accepted for three characters max, and NONE of them are America, Canada or England, who should remain males. if you really really want one of them to be female, only England, please
Any pairings, though OP ships Canada/Ukraine hard. Incest pairings accepted.
Hi everybody! Here is a small prologue to the fill . I'm not sure that the way I represented it is what OP was looking for but the plot bunny was becoming more and more agressive. It also features OC!Israel, OC!Palestine and OC!Iran but in the next chap I will focus on canon character. I don't want to offend anyone, wish you like it.
She’d always been good at science. Fast learner, goes to conferences and knows the last theories from physics to psychology. It takes her far from her war, her chaos. Lost in more and less exact science, Israel can breathe and feel calm. Most times. Science is interesting but no safe at all. It makes you wonder. Like all amateur scientist Israel has her own theories, unanswered question most of them about her kind. It‘s annoying because she’s not a real scientist and will never find and enlightening conference about biology of nations.
She has to run with her guessing. Why is Iran on her doorstep? Is it lust? The lust of animals? A psychological need appeared after seeing humans or a social behavior created by nations themselves? She can’t tell. Maybe because they are immortal (quasi-immortal?), and reproduction is pointless and very rare. But in this case. Their sexual desires are to be ignored? She can’t, and Iran with is well shaved bear standing outside in the cold night with the patient of predators and madmen obviously can’t they have this very human desire but female nations are so outnumbered it’s ridiculous. Nature set the rules of the chasing by making males nations lust for females and then giving them so few. Not a novelty there, because Israel knows that the only thing that can as cruel as sentient is Mother Nature.
With these last thought she opened her eyes and jump of her king size bed to check again on the animal lust outside. Iran stills waiting. It made her feel slightly and irrationally afraid. The windows are bullet proof, she can see her fusil standing next to the doorframe and feel the revolver against her skin and he wasn’t even there for her anyway. So she did as she always does and tries to overcome her fear. She looks around: table, laptop, bed, it’s home it’s safe. She search for something a noisy, electronic in ITunes and take a chair to sit next to the window. In this small Jerusalem street, Iran stand alone, smoking, white clothes and bored expression. He’s sure she will come and Israel is sure too.
Then, she hears an old door being closed upstairs. She lives in the same building that this girl to keep an eye on her and she does the same. Palestine is not a beauty. Palestine is too rough, too manly, too violent, hiding behind her hijab and kuffiyeh, tending to stoop when she walks. By the windows Iran’s wide smile can be seen. Now Palestine can choose between going with him or talking, being diplomatic and turning him down. Israel roots for the last option no because even if she’s her enemy Palestine doesn’t like Iran and seeing a warrior, even this one, used as a sex toy is sad. She will stay awake and see the bad drama scene. Israel sight, it makes her sick.
Interesting and bold, authoranon. I like this and the OCs feel realistic and intriguing. I loved that Israel and Palestine live in the same house to keep an eye on each otherXD. I can't wait to see what else you do with my prompt ^^
One thing:
She can’t, and Iran with is well shaved bear
I know you meant 'beard', but I couldn't stop laughingXD
As for pairings, I'm up to anything except Spamano, UKJapan and Russia/Baltics (though, in this context, the last one not existing would be a bit unbelievable. Unless Russia were to be genderbended, and the Baltics were the ones doing the pursuing or scared shitless and protecting her against their willsXD).
Pairings I like are: Vietnam/America/Russia, Belgium/Spain/Netherlands/France, Belarus/Russia/America, Monaco/France/Spain, America/Taiwan, America/Ireland, England/India, England/Portugal/Spain, America/Mexico/Spain, Israel/America, and for any genderbents, I ship any combination of France, England, America, Russia, Spain, Germany and China.
But please, do not feel restricted by this, I want to see what you come up with, good authors can convince me to ship the pairings I usually don't like, and I absolutely love rare pairings and being surprised ^^
Hello again, I'm sorry if this is short or have horrible english mistakes. I did my best ^^ Well I wanted to post it now because nexts week I will be pretty busy. Btw, love your historical-inspired pairings OP. And I hope Belarus was not to OOC, hope you like.
“This was bound to happen” is a sentence that always angers Belarus. Most times it’s a lie that only means that it you knew it was possible, not inevitable. And if you really knew that you could have do something.Usually, she would tell Ukraine she was being silly but not today with her sister’s almost sobbing at the other side of the phone line.
-Yes, of course…Thank you for calling me Katyusha, I will be careful. – Said Belarus in a soft voice trying to sound concerned so her sister can feel she did her job.
- Yes, you have to. It can become violent especially in these times with this crises and the tension … Oh, Natalya! How are you so brave?
- I’m not brave sister. But this have happen other times, it will only last one week or two. Am you are not alone sister and even if you separated from him Vania will protect you.
-Us.
Belarus smiles.
– Yes. Have a nice evening.
Before she hang up Ukraine repeated her advice about taking care. She will. No problem with that. In fact there is no problem at all. No drama. It’s just the period of, craziness. Hunting season. The reason is the economic crash and the changing times. Males feel power and relations are changing so they try their chance to get the few girls as others try to keep them.
Belarus is not worried. She put a pot of water in the fire and get rid of her shoes with a quick move. Her kitchen is small and not to cold. She grabs the piece of meat she was preparing and cut in half. She’s not worried at all. Within some days she will have these men, always the same, knocking at her door. She is proficient in knife fight and knows how to shoot, and they already know her answer. As Belarus star singing an old army song the phone ring again. She growls.
-Belarus? – Ask the feminine, clear voice of Elizaveta.
-Hungary.
- Yes, well I will go to the point, I have evidence that support the…-Worry mother voice again thinks Belarus.
- The Hunting. I know.
-Oh! How do you…? Were they there already? - Natalya is amazed thinking on how desperate Hungary seems about all that thing and by “They” she mean brother or maybe Prussia. She’s not sure is there are teams these time.
- No, they hadn’t come. Sister told me. Canada informed her about struggle in America about the USA and those Latin American girls and them about Palestine. So she was almost sure.
-Oh! – Hungary’s voice somehow playful again.- So you don’t know the big news.
-No.
Nothing. It’s very much like her to play at leats it’s different from her sister tragedies.
-Tell me Hungary, please.
- Ok. Guess who have been shoot away from Switzerland home. Three names.
The water is boiling and Hungary is really playing guessing. Maybe to reduce her wown fear.
-Prussia?
-Checked.
-Netherlands?
-Checked.
- Is it…France?
-No. It’s Germany.
Belarus blinked as she put the meat in the water almost burning her in surprise.
-He attacked?
-No- She sounded a little offended by the supposition.- Germany is not like that but it’s been a while since the last Hunting, and she’s not a little girl anymore.
- He has to let them have her eventually. At least try to have her.
-Yeah, I have to fix dinner too. – Belarus can almost feel the sad smile. - Take care. Trying times are coming.
She will. She has to.
If you’re a female nation you learn very quickly not to ignore males. It can work for a while when you’re little or protected by someone but eventually you have to face it, they desire, they love declarations, or gropes or treats it comes with the pack. So you have to go and meet them, make they understand you’re not interested or go and surrender. You’ve to be always thinking, always careful to keep you friend as friends only and to prevent being caught by enemies. It’s your business is your responsibility.
Of course you can rely on others, ask help, but ones never knows. Natalya doesn’t like to pay favors and besides, she has not this fragility, the charm other girls have to get men to love them. Belarus hopes she had those so her brother would be chasing her, no providing her sister with the chaste protection of family.
Oh, i like how hardened natalya seems, it sounds very plausible, this reaction, given her character. Another thing I liked was the female solidarity, what a nice touch ;) This chapter made me wonder in what way will Russia feature here. Meanwhile, let me stay here laughing at Germany being shot by SwitzerlandXD
This fill looks like it's going to be a lot of suspenseful fun! I'm looking forward to it. I agree that Belarus is portrayed well and how it's called "The Hunting".
Aw, poor Liechtenstein. I kind of expected Prussia and Netherlands (And Spain, but oh well), but Germany? Oh dear, the poor girl would get crushed under him XD
Authoranon is really sorry for the long time without posting, first college weeks are rough and I had a hard time with the two characters of these chapter it's a little more angsty biut 'i planning more humor and confusion later. Next update wil, be sooner I promise.
Also I'm really happy OP is liking it and thank to anon for the other comment, Germany has his reasons I will return to Europe soon. As usual I expect that you enjoy it. Btw is Op alright if this word is slightly homophobic as they're in an heterocentrist reality aybe hoosexuality is not see as normal I'm not thinking in total hatred but a slight discrimination
If anything it’s boring. She likes action movies, watches lots. And it’s always fun and exciting especially when they have scenes like this one: Good guy thinking a infallible plan. Remembering his master and training he calculate the perfect move while bad guy who’s holding him in hostage and is overconfident and calm. Movies have all those things like a hero and a plot. But she’s not so lucky the villain doesn’t want world domination or her undying love, he wants to be a pain in the ass and is succeeding completely. This is pointless.
This referring to Yao, sipping tea in her living room, while in the kitchen the twice cooked pork is reaching the end of its first cooking and miso soup is boiling. Why miso soup? Because when she was trying to make his brother leave Taiwan shouted that she didn’t want his presence, his advices and besides she was ordering sushi for dinner. Yao entered; he gave her the advices, decided to stay and in an act of tremendous generosity made a Japanese soup.
Taiwan has had enough. She stood up of the couch where she was sulking and looked at his brother back. He was wearing the usual red uniform and his long hair moved as Yao made him comfortable in the chair. She moved silently, now she was near enough. Silently and fast, like Yao himself teach him she raised her right leg and kicked her brother. In the arm he had rise to stop her attack of course.
-Stop being silly, I’m trying to have some tea. - He said not even looking to her.
Taiwan lose her words because she’s all about, sweetness and education and codes, used to harsh moves maybe, but never to harsh words. Specially know that they are in the XXI century, advanced XXI century, were diplomacy and the ONU are supposed respect sovereignty and self-determination of so they said. And here is Chine sitting in her house against her will. Because this thing is not about nations seems as a land, with a population and rules it’s about nations as creatures, as sexual and it doesn’t directly deals with politics but relationship enter to the mix. So she isn’t sure if she’s dealing with Yao the possessive superior, or Yao the brother she once adored.
Taiwan wants to said all these things to China but she will yell and he wouldn’t and he will win even is doesn’t know either if he’s here for the rebel province or for his little woman.
So she returns to her couch, lays and sights.
-You can’t. – She states, defeat in her voice.
- What can’t I do? - He replies calm, now looking above his shoulder to see his beautiful sister wearing jeans and a pink blouse.
- Imposing your presence and holding me as an hostage. Yao frowns.
-I’m protecting you, Taiwan besides you’re not a prisoner. You can go for a walk if want.
Taiwan sights again, she has to deal with Yao because there not way she could avoid him. She had and she will fight him every time he asks her to return to his house, to his protection. Just he isn’t doing that. He’s being possessive without trying to posses her. And is actually helping. Somehow.
-Maybe I don’t want to be protected. - It was supposed to express anger but in came in a normal, voice. As a sincere question to herself. Yao stood up and went to the kitchen. He let the door opened and shouted.
-So? You want to be caught by a nation, aru?- He asked, sincerely surprised.- Where do you keep woks?
Taiwan decides to help after hearing the sound of pots falling, she enters the kitchen only to find has already got a wok.
-Maybe what? – Says Chine as he put the soup out of the fire.
-Maybe I want to be with a nation.
-Oh.- Yao put the rice in the wok for its second cooking.- South Korea, Hong Kong or Japan?
-None. I’m not telling you.
Yao takes a spoon and tastes the soup. He smiles. It must be good; Yao Japanese food is pretty good, Korea’s is better. She remembers of those days when they were a family and being a woman wasn’t an issue because she never really thought in herself without her family.
-If it’s Alfred he is not coming.
-He’s not coming because you’re here. – And she’s not surprised at all that he can’t read her so well.
-So you want a man that doesn’t consider you important enough to fight for you?
-That’s exactly the point. – She wants to be with someone that let her be free someone who hold here sometimes as sometimes is far away.
- You want to submit to an Empire, aru. I thought you had high principles against that.- He said and he voice doesn’t sound mocking but it is.
- And I thought.- Taiwan will be lying because she never really believed it. – That you started to at least pretend you can care for more than your interest and your pride.
Now she’s yelling. And Yao is not. He slowly turns over and looks angry and determined. They look at each other and her white kitchen disappear while they return to those times they loved, and hurt and dominated and submitted. He can feel her lust and she can feel his jealousy.
It would be a good moment to fall in his arms or to kill him with a kitchen knife. Fortunately, they’re not in a drama. Taiwan loves TV dramas more than action movies but it’s not the same. She could be an action heroine but life in a TV drama must suck. That’s why she breaks eye contact and starts arranging the table for dinner. While thinking in Yao, Alfred and how strange nations are.
Don't worry for the lateness, author anon, especially if you deliver something so wonderful! The thing I liked most about this chapter was how coy and subtle it was, how confusing, how indirect. It's totally Asian ;) When compared to the directedness of the other chapters, this felt like they were dancing, and not very clear on what they themselves wanted, did or thought in their dance. Wow. In the end I don't even know what Yao is doing there, and what (who) Taiwan wants, and the sensation is delicious. I also like everytime you bring up gender issues, now coloured with Asian entertainment and culture.
As for your question, absolutely. I didn't write it, but it makes a lot of sense, you're right, and also adds a wonderful dramatic element. Can't wait for the next chapter, authoranon ^^
(did you post this to the Fills page? do it, share the awesome ^^)
Aw,I really like these two interacted. It actually felt brother-sister like minus the fake gushiness, it felt so real. I love how you bring out the possessive and protective sides of the big brother nations, and how the girls actually want someone but it's too dangerous to get to them without running into everyone else.
I used y only genderbender nation and I have no regrets. Thanks to Op and Anon for the wonderful comments it's always interesting to play a little with women position and gender issue. And for this chapter I'm sorry for the pairing that is kind of a rarepairing but akes a lot of sense in context also for once, tasty notes at teh end. Enjoy.
Back when Cuba was catholic, before she learnt religion is the opium of the people, she thought that those bastards had a strange pact with God. For a long time she couldn’t find another explanation for their power. Spain, England, Netherlands, France had a halo of supremacy and shining success. For her – for all of them in those days- Europe had everything one could ever desire: money and power, jewels and white skin, women and weapons.
Now she knows that they paid with blood every centiliter of power they had. She learnt that power is volatile and money is useless if your people can’t eat every day. But she also learnt that while you have power over money and fire you also have power over souls and history. That why she can easily understands why America is practically a harem owner. While he’s the world superpower these girls will be throwing themselves at him. And she couldn’t even call them a bunch of filthy hijas de su madre because she’d been here too. In fact she was last time and that disgust her.
She would like to know if Alfred even likes this attention. Not the USA does he like the women that much or is only something related to power. She look at her reflect in the mirror. Is small bathroom mirror, she can only she her face and a part or her shoulder. Not pretty. Can’t be pretty for many reasons the more evident is Doña Gloria that will tell everybody in the neighborhood she was wearing pretty dressed for a Spanish gentleman with all the unfortunate implications. And because it’s useless. Spain will come anyway and will kiss her pretty or not. Only to prove that she is still being his historical partner, his friend with benefit, su amiga y nunca su mujer, his friend and never her woman.
Make sense, she like it that way, nobody wants to belong to her former colonial warder. She look normal in her uniform, tall and strong. Ready for action. Well to a nice dinner she normally can’t afford, a nice discotheque frequented by tourists only and then action. Maybe she should wear jeans and a tank top.
She remembers Alfred for him she used to wear nice dressed. He was the last one because Russia didn’t care about those. With him she only had to be loyal an passionate which was very good or at least not too bad. Ivan was a good lover, she wouldn’t mind seeing him again. But it can’t be. She wonders if USA’s girls keep wearing make up and dressed and pretty skirts for him doing so.
Maybe Colombia, playing the Spicy Latina act and because she’s a beautiful feminine girl that likes to dress up when she’s doing her savior her dollars giving and weapons selling Charming prince.
Panama…Panama? Is Alfred with Panama? God, she’s been alone for too long. Is he with Panama, and what about Taiwan? She sure wear dressed. Natalya also does a magnificent dress for a magnificent beauty but Cuba doubts she would ever return to America.
Israel wouldn’t, maybe one of the Arabs girls she can’t distinguish that are neither Algeria nor Libya.
And Mexico, she would never dress up to him and it was made her special. She wasn’t Alfred’s equal because she was more poor, more needy, more aggressive and demanding that other girls. In the other hand she was the only one that Alfred treated different. Not like and ally or a subordinate.
That was Mexico power being able to see Alfred. The real Alfred not the superpower but the country of freedom and frail bases and insecurities. Alfred treats her in consequently not like an important country, but like an important woman, not sure if he likes or dislikes this power her quasi-sister has.
She looks to her face for the last time, leaves the house and takes a taxi to the airport keeping Mexico in her mind.
Mexico, pretty and dear Mexico with her gorgeous hips and foul mouths and strong will. She always had her way to get men while being strong Cuba doesn’t know how but her violence is arousing and her wisdom is sensual according to men, two in fact: Spain and the Unites States.
Spain loved her, so very mucho, maybe more than Arthur loved Alfred. England had the nurturing and caring love of brothers, Spain the passionate and crazy love of lovers. England let his boy get freedom whit a broken heart. Spain only let resignation take him after ten years of war. And then, he would cry. Drunk, wine bottles and broken voice he would call their name, Peru, Guatemala, Nicaragua, Salvador, Venezuela, Ecuador and Mexico, Mexico, Mexico…
His favorite, the one Antonio made his as soon as she became a woman. His child lover that carried the wisdom of Mayan and Aztec in the eyes and the wide smile of a growing culture in the lips. The girl that came to hate him because she wanted to belong to herself. Like Alfred.
Spain was not longer and Empire and he only had Cuba, Puerto Rico and Philippines left. Only then she became his princess. His sweet sugarcane. Not his lover. That came later because unlike Mexico she wasn’t around when Spain arrived to America she was born when the first Spanish and African slaves arrived.
-Here we are, señorita- Says the taxi driver.
-Gracias.
Stop thinking about that she tells herself. After all Spain is not looking for nostalgia and neither is she. She has lust and Spain too, they are good for each other because she won’t ask for exclusivity and he won’t criticize the evil communism.
He won’t be picturing Mexico while kissing her.
She breaths.
And Spain smile to the beautiful, tall girl in front of him of him her dark skin shining for sweat and the shining white lights of the airport. He think Antonio, you must be lucky to still sleeping with this kind of women after all the things he did and all those fights. He’s right.
1) Hijas de su madre: polite way to say daughter of a b***t without really saying it 2) Cuba and Spain: Cubas was a Spanish possesion alost since Colonization day 1 but it really became important after Spain lost all American colonies byt eh end of the XVIII century in the XIX the only had Cuba, Puerto Rico and Philippines. Cuba becae independent in 1902 but Spain and the island have good relations now. 3) Spain and Mexico: A little of Loli is headcanon but the ten years independence war is real from 1810 to 1821.
I really like your girl Cuba as well as all the Latin American chicks, because I really like seeing those on the meme. Good job on properly shipping SpainxCuba, I really found it believable.
Hello againm this chapter is long and we are back to Europe here is some of y headcanon for Hungary and Ireland, for the last I didn't write her accent because I'm sure it would be horrible. Enjoy ^^
Belgium put her hand palm in her forehead and sighted. There is no way she could stand between Russia and Denmark and their swords even if she was there. She gave another horrified look to the scene playing in her cell phone screen, before it fades in black.
-Ireland! Ireland!- She shouts until she can heard again the sound of Ireland laughter and the faint noise of curses and metallic collisions.- Make them stop.
Her order tone doesn’t work, of course it doesn’t, she isn’t even able to keep Wallonia and Flanders on line and she wouldn’t appeal to logic because it’s established that only Germany can shout discipline into EU members.
-Hey! - Cried all of sudden the Republic of Ireland. - Boss Belgium tells you to stop!
She heard more metallic sounds and Ireland laughing again.
-They don’t want to, boss.
-Ireland, look, please, I don’t have anything against your little tournament but you know what we have decided about Russia entering UE territories without telling Brussels. And please don’t call me Boss that reminds me of Spain.
Ireland didn’t answer and swear something followed by “amazing”. Belgium wonders why she even bothers. But apparently she hadn’t been forgotten.
-Don’t call you Boss after Spain you’re the total euro-boss along with France and Germany saving us from evil recession with evil austerity plans. Unfortunately European parliament still have not jurisdiction over mating season. - Ireland voice became a little deeper by the end.
- Well, I’m not trying to interfere in your life. But you could tell us if Russia will come to your house and nobody would have care so…
. - Nobody cares!- Ireland moaned trying to suppress her anger- Belgium this times is crazy. I’m going been chased, right, but I’m going to have fun, you also should.
Ireland hangs up and Belgium is upset even if she had no reason to be. Ireland seems to know what she is doing. When she learnt that Ivan was in Ireland she expected the island calling for help or at least showing fear. So they could discuss how horrible all of this is and analyze Liechtenstein problem. Belgium is in desperate need of some solidarity. This time she can’t call France or Germany to work together. Hungary as usual has disappeared of the map and Liecht is kidnapped at home. She feels weak and wants to get rid of the sensation.
They have regressed. If she’s insecure in her position between France and her brother, if Denmark is chasing, if Hungary is acting like an impolite teenager and Germany stick to old customary laws they have regressed. And that’s the reason Belgium feels terrible since she woke up, since the Hunting started. Stressed and fearing being attacked, even if they promise that Europe is not about violence anymore. Maybe some nation joined the union for economical facilities or for strategically moves but she didn’t. She joined when it was about trust and hope for this continent of blood and intrigues when scars from the occupation still hurt.
She remembers her brothers by her side, Francis deadly serious and Germany talking to the wall and Veneziano who refused to sit by his side.
They promised to be supportive, to unite and now The Hunting is us against them. She can’t believe animal instinct is stronger than the more important decision they took in their history. In order to avoid dark thoughts she take the phone, and once again tries calling Hungary.
Belgium is calling her again and Hungary only stares to the cell phone, anger building somewhere in her mind. Belgium really needs to carry on with this phone persecution she started at 7 a.m.? Maybe it’s something important…She doesn’t think so, if it were Poland and Austria would be trying to call her too. If it’s not matter of life or death she doesn’t want to know about it. Even if it’s a matter of another life or death than hers she doesn’t care. Not today, she’s not in the mood and is not being selfish and irrational. Maybe she’s but she has the right to be Elizaveta lies in the couch and tries to sleep to avoid over thinking.
She’s cheerful and coherent, she never consider her hormonal changes as an excuse to act different and tried to deal with invasions and wars with courage and sometimes integrity. Courage has always been essential to her; she will be courageous even if this means being a lunatic.
Europeans nation laugh as much as in the past they cursed her. Hungary doesn’t like to be hunted. “Doesn’t like” meaning that she hates it and will act like a tracked demon. She used her sword and her nails, fought with all she had and shouted viciously when they tried to touch her. Hungary never understood this part of alliances and dependences. Even when she was with Austria she locked her room and ordered her master to go away. This behavior was unexpected and revolting. She’s only and hysterical women, why would she refuse to me with Austria after all she loves him, she is married. There is not need to hide and treat and fear them they’re not Attila’s hordes, or criminals.
They hate that, Hungary considered their behavior as a fate worse than death. She was like this Spanish saint who died to avoid being raped. The man who forced her will became a monster and a sinner. In Europe those were terrible things since they developed the “civilized man” idea. Gradually, Hungary was left alone as male nations understood she somehow won a war she was fighting alone.
However, Hungary’s point of view was different, more irrational. She hates the Hunting. Hate it in her veins, in her soul. She feels it’s a curse. Female nations accept the fact as destiny, she can’t. Her alien body, frail thing unfit for war slowly became something beautiful in her eyed. She understood than feminine behavior and occupations aren’t inferior. But she never accepted than she would be always looked down.
Belgium, Vietnam, Ireland fought against discrimination. She never did. She only ignored it trying to convince herself than she was disrespected or mocked because she was poor, or dominated by the Ottomans or no longer a great warrior, she could accept all those reason because her situation could change. If she accepted than sometimes men consider her being a woman as her main flaw she would return to this hot night in a street of Óbuda when she discovered she was a women and cried because she lost himself forever.
The phone rings again and Hungary stand up and thrown the cell to the window. Naturally her wooden window doesn’t breaks and a window is no rival to the wonder Japanese technology of Nokia. She leaves the room.
Belgium closes her eyes. Is natural to be ignored by Hungary after all these decades she should know better than try to talk to her during the Hunting but who is she supposed to talk to?
She presses the call button and waits. The voice at the other side sounds surprised.
-Belgium?
-Germany, hello, how are you? I’m afraid, nervous and angry. And I want to call for a UE meeting.
Ludwig doesn’t answer immediately searching for a way to refuse without saying it.
-Belgium- his voice is calm. - I don’t know if it’s the right moment to disturb others members. Maybe we should wait, if you could tell me your problem, we could find a provisional solution.
-No.- She felt her voice firm but gentle.- I want to speak about those difficult times and some treating actions.
-You doesn’t need to be indirect.- Germany’s angry blue eyes are easy to imagine- If you want to speak about Liechtenstein we can.
-No. I want to talk about me with you all and I call because I have the presidency of the EU and I’m calling for a meeting I only felt like I had to tell you first.
There aren’t harsh words and Belgium is reassured, Germany would never oppose to a written right of the UE even now.
-I will call France so we can fix a date, I would join you as soon as I can.
-Thank you very much.
-You’re welcome.
Belgium realized she just called and UE reunion out of impulse and loneliness and is perfectly content with it. They definitive have regressed.
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AU All the male nations are straight
(Anonymous) 2010-09-17 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)Bonus. Two females are in a relationship together and fighting extremely hard to remain together and not be conquered as concubines by the males.
Some males can fight alongside the females because they are already in a relationship with one, the females are their siblings, or they genuinely believe they don’t deserve this. Authoranon can chose just ONE bi or homo male nation, if they want.
Try to include all the female nations (that includes Wy and Monaco). OCs totally accepted (especially India, Mexico, Portugal and Israel). Genderbents only accepted for three characters max, and NONE of them are America, Canada or England, who should remain males.
if you really really want one of them to be female, only England, please
Any pairings, though OP ships Canada/Ukraine hard. Incest pairings accepted.
Hysteria [Prologue]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-18 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)Hi everybody! Here is a small prologue to the fill . I'm not sure that the way I represented it is what OP was looking for but the plot bunny was becoming more and more agressive. It also features OC!Israel, OC!Palestine and OC!Iran but in the next chap I will focus on canon character. I don't want to offend anyone, wish you like it.
She’d always been good at science. Fast learner, goes to conferences and knows the last theories from physics to psychology. It takes her far from her war, her chaos. Lost in more and less exact science, Israel can breathe and feel calm. Most times.
Science is interesting but no safe at all. It makes you wonder. Like all amateur scientist Israel has her own theories, unanswered question most of them about her kind. It‘s annoying because she’s not a real scientist and will never find and enlightening conference about biology of nations.
She has to run with her guessing. Why is Iran on her doorstep? Is it lust? The lust of animals? A psychological need appeared after seeing humans or a social behavior created by nations themselves? She can’t tell.
Maybe because they are immortal (quasi-immortal?), and reproduction is pointless and very rare. But in this case. Their sexual desires are to be ignored? She can’t, and Iran with is well shaved bear standing outside in the cold night with the patient of predators and madmen obviously can’t they have this very human desire but female nations are so outnumbered it’s ridiculous. Nature set the rules of the chasing by making males nations lust for females and then giving them so few. Not a novelty there, because Israel knows that the only thing that can as cruel as sentient is Mother Nature.
With these last thought she opened her eyes and jump of her king size bed to check again on the animal lust outside. Iran stills waiting. It made her feel slightly and irrationally afraid. The windows are bullet proof, she can see her fusil standing next to the doorframe and feel the revolver against her skin and he wasn’t even there for her anyway. So she did as she always does and tries to overcome her fear. She looks around: table, laptop, bed, it’s home it’s safe. She search for something a noisy, electronic in ITunes and take a chair to sit next to the window. In this small Jerusalem street, Iran stand alone, smoking, white clothes and bored expression. He’s sure she will come and Israel is sure too.
Then, she hears an old door being closed upstairs. She lives in the same building that this girl to keep an eye on her and she does the same. Palestine is not a beauty. Palestine is too rough, too manly, too violent, hiding behind her hijab and kuffiyeh, tending to stoop when she walks. By the windows Iran’s wide smile can be seen. Now Palestine can choose between going with him or talking, being diplomatic and turning him down. Israel roots for the last option no because even if she’s her enemy Palestine doesn’t like Iran and seeing a warrior, even this one, used as a sex toy is sad. She will stay awake and see the bad drama scene. Israel sight, it makes her sick.
Op
(Anonymous) 2010-09-19 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)One thing:
She can’t, and Iran with is well shaved bear
I know you meant 'beard', but I couldn't stop laughingXD
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(Anonymous) 2010-09-19 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)XD Happy you liked it anyway
I forget to ask in the fill, is there any pairing OP prefer to/not to see besides Canada/Ukraine?
Op
(Anonymous) 2010-09-19 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)As for pairings, I'm up to anything except Spamano, UKJapan and Russia/Baltics (though, in this context, the last one not existing would be a bit unbelievable. Unless Russia were to be genderbended, and the Baltics were the ones doing the pursuing
or scared shitless and protecting her against their willsXD).Pairings I like are: Vietnam/America/Russia, Belgium/Spain/Netherlands/France, Belarus/Russia/America, Monaco/France/Spain, America/Taiwan, America/Ireland, England/India, England/Portugal/Spain, America/Mexico/Spain, Israel/America, and for any genderbents, I ship any combination of France, England, America, Russia, Spain, Germany and China.
But please, do not feel restricted by this, I want to see what you come up with, good authors can convince me to ship the pairings I usually don't like, and I absolutely love rare pairings and being surprised ^^
Hysteria [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-19 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)“This was bound to happen” is a sentence that always angers Belarus. Most times it’s a lie that only means that it you knew it was possible, not inevitable. And if you really knew that you could have do something.Usually, she would tell Ukraine she was being silly but not today with her sister’s almost sobbing at the other side of the phone line.
-Yes, of course…Thank you for calling me Katyusha, I will be careful. – Said Belarus in a soft voice trying to sound concerned so her sister can feel she did her job.
- Yes, you have to. It can become violent especially in these times with this crises and the tension … Oh, Natalya! How are you so brave?
- I’m not brave sister. But this have happen other times, it will only last one week or two. Am you are not alone sister and even if you separated from him Vania will protect you.
-Us.
Belarus smiles.
– Yes. Have a nice evening.
Before she hang up Ukraine repeated her advice about taking care.
She will. No problem with that. In fact there is no problem at all. No drama. It’s just the period of, craziness. Hunting season. The reason is the economic crash and the changing times. Males feel power and relations are changing so they try their chance to get the few girls as others try to keep them.
Belarus is not worried. She put a pot of water in the fire and get rid of her shoes with a quick move. Her kitchen is small and not to cold. She grabs the piece of meat she was preparing and cut in half. She’s not worried at all. Within some days she will have these men, always the same, knocking at her door. She is proficient in knife fight and knows how to shoot, and they already know her answer.
As Belarus star singing an old army song the phone ring again. She growls.
-Belarus? – Ask the feminine, clear voice of Elizaveta.
-Hungary.
- Yes, well I will go to the point, I have evidence that support the…-Worry mother voice again thinks Belarus.
- The Hunting. I know.
-Oh! How do you…? Were they there already? - Natalya is amazed thinking on how desperate Hungary seems about all that thing and by “They” she mean brother or maybe Prussia. She’s not sure is there are teams these time.
- No, they hadn’t come. Sister told me. Canada informed her about struggle in America about the USA and those Latin American girls and them about Palestine. So she was almost sure.
-Oh! – Hungary’s voice somehow playful again.- So you don’t know the big news.
-No.
Nothing. It’s very much like her to play at leats it’s different from her sister tragedies.
-Tell me Hungary, please.
- Ok. Guess who have been shoot away from Switzerland home. Three names.
The water is boiling and Hungary is really playing guessing. Maybe to reduce her wown fear.
-Prussia?
-Checked.
-Netherlands?
-Checked.
- Is it…France?
-No. It’s Germany.
Belarus blinked as she put the meat in the water almost burning her in surprise.
-He attacked?
-No- She sounded a little offended by the supposition.- Germany is not like that but it’s been a while since the last Hunting, and she’s not a little girl anymore.
- He has to let them have her eventually. At least try to have her.
- He won’t, believe me.
They remain silent.
Hysteria [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-19 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)-I have to cook Hungary.
-Yeah, I have to fix dinner too. – Belarus can almost feel the sad smile. - Take care. Trying times are coming.
She will. She has to.
If you’re a female nation you learn very quickly not to ignore males. It can work for a while when you’re little or protected by someone but eventually you have to face it, they desire, they love declarations, or gropes or treats it comes with the pack. So you have to go and meet them, make they understand you’re not interested or go and surrender. You’ve to be always thinking, always careful to keep you friend as friends only and to prevent being caught by enemies. It’s your business is your responsibility.
Of course you can rely on others, ask help, but ones never knows. Natalya doesn’t like to pay favors and besides, she has not this fragility, the charm other girls have to get men to love them. Belarus hopes she had those so her brother would be chasing her, no providing her sister with the chaste protection of family.
Op
(Anonymous) 2010-09-20 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)This chapter made me wonder in what way will Russia feature here. Meanwhile, let me stay here laughing at Germany being shot by SwitzerlandXD
Re: Hysteria [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-24 03:04 am (UTC)(link)Aw, poor Liechtenstein. I kind of expected Prussia and Netherlands (And Spain, but oh well), but Germany? Oh dear, the poor girl would get crushed under him XD
Hysteria 2/?
(Anonymous) 2010-10-04 01:01 am (UTC)(link)Also I'm really happy OP is liking it and thank to anon for the other comment, Germany has his reasons I will return to Europe soon. As usual I expect that you enjoy it. Btw is Op alright if this word is slightly homophobic as they're in an heterocentrist reality aybe hoosexuality is not see as normal I'm not thinking in total hatred but a slight discrimination
If anything it’s boring. She likes action movies, watches lots. And it’s always fun and exciting especially when they have scenes like this one: Good guy thinking a infallible plan. Remembering his master and training he calculate the perfect move while bad guy who’s holding him in hostage and is overconfident and calm. Movies have all those things like a hero and a plot. But she’s not so lucky the villain doesn’t want world domination or her undying love, he wants to be a pain in the ass and is succeeding completely. This is pointless.
This referring to Yao, sipping tea in her living room, while in the kitchen the twice cooked pork is reaching the end of its first cooking and miso soup is boiling. Why miso soup? Because when she was trying to make his brother leave Taiwan shouted that she didn’t want his presence, his advices and besides she was ordering sushi for dinner. Yao entered; he gave her the advices, decided to stay and in an act of tremendous generosity made a Japanese soup.
Taiwan has had enough. She stood up of the couch where she was sulking and looked at his brother back. He was wearing the usual red uniform and his long hair moved as Yao made him comfortable in the chair. She moved silently, now she was near enough. Silently and fast, like Yao himself teach him she raised her right leg and kicked her brother.
In the arm he had rise to stop her attack of course.
-Stop being silly, I’m trying to have some tea. - He said not even looking to her.
Taiwan lose her words because she’s all about, sweetness and education and codes, used to harsh moves maybe, but never to harsh words. Specially know that they are in the XXI century, advanced XXI century, were diplomacy and the ONU are supposed respect sovereignty and self-determination of so they said. And here is Chine sitting in her house against her will. Because this thing is not about nations seems as a land, with a population and rules it’s about nations as creatures, as sexual and it doesn’t directly deals with politics but relationship enter to the mix. So she isn’t sure if she’s dealing with Yao the possessive superior, or Yao the brother she once adored.
Taiwan wants to said all these things to China but she will yell and he wouldn’t and he will win even is doesn’t know either if he’s here for the rebel province or for his little woman.
So she returns to her couch, lays and sights.
-You can’t. – She states, defeat in her voice.
- What can’t I do? - He replies calm, now looking above his shoulder to see his beautiful sister wearing jeans and a pink blouse.
- Imposing your presence and holding me as an hostage.
Yao frowns.
-I’m protecting you, Taiwan besides you’re not a prisoner. You can go for a walk if want.
Taiwan sights again, she has to deal with Yao because there not way she could avoid him. She had and she will fight him every time he asks her to return to his house, to his protection. Just he isn’t doing that. He’s being possessive without trying to posses her. And is actually helping. Somehow.
-Maybe I don’t want to be protected. - It was supposed to express anger but in came in a normal, voice. As a sincere question to herself.
Yao stood up and went to the kitchen. He let the door opened and shouted.
-So? You want to be caught by a nation, aru?- He asked, sincerely surprised.- Where do you keep woks?
Taiwan decides to help after hearing the sound of pots falling, she enters the kitchen only to find has already got a wok.
Re: Hysteria 2b/?
(Anonymous) 2010-10-04 01:02 am (UTC)(link)-Maybe what? – Says Chine as he put the soup out of the fire.
-Maybe I want to be with a nation.
-Oh.- Yao put the rice in the wok for its second cooking.- South Korea, Hong Kong or Japan?
-None. I’m not telling you.
Yao takes a spoon and tastes the soup. He smiles. It must be good; Yao Japanese food is pretty good, Korea’s is better. She remembers of those days when they were a family and being a woman wasn’t an issue because she never really thought in herself without her family.
-If it’s Alfred he is not coming.
-He’s not coming because you’re here. – And she’s not surprised at all that he can’t read her so well.
-So you want a man that doesn’t consider you important enough to fight for you?
-That’s exactly the point. – She wants to be with someone that let her be free someone who hold here sometimes as sometimes is far away.
- You want to submit to an Empire, aru. I thought you had high principles against that.- He said and he voice doesn’t sound mocking but it is.
- And I thought.- Taiwan will be lying because she never really believed it. – That you started to at least pretend you can care for more than your interest and your pride.
Now she’s yelling. And Yao is not. He slowly turns over and looks angry and determined. They look at each other and her white kitchen disappear while they return to those times they loved, and hurt and dominated and submitted. He can feel her lust and she can feel his jealousy.
It would be a good moment to fall in his arms or to kill him with a kitchen knife. Fortunately, they’re not in a drama. Taiwan loves TV dramas more than action movies but it’s not the same. She could be an action heroine but life in a TV drama must suck. That’s why she breaks eye contact and starts arranging the table for dinner. While thinking in Yao, Alfred and how strange nations are.
Op
(Anonymous) 2010-10-05 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)When compared to the directedness of the other chapters, this felt like they were dancing, and not very clear on what they themselves wanted, did or thought in their dance. Wow. In the end I don't even know what Yao is doing there, and what (who) Taiwan wants, and the sensation is delicious. I also like everytime you bring up gender issues, now coloured with Asian entertainment and culture.
As for your question, absolutely. I didn't write it, but it makes a lot of sense, you're right, and also adds a wonderful dramatic element. Can't wait for the next chapter, authoranon ^^
(did you post this to the Fills page? do it, share the awesome ^^)
Re: Hysteria 2b/?
(Anonymous) 2010-10-10 02:27 am (UTC)(link)Hysteria [3/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-11 12:32 am (UTC)(link)Back when Cuba was catholic, before she learnt religion is the opium of the people, she thought that those bastards had a strange pact with God. For a long time she couldn’t find another explanation for their power. Spain, England, Netherlands, France had a halo of supremacy and shining success. For her – for all of them in those days- Europe had everything one could ever desire: money and power, jewels and white skin, women and weapons.
Now she knows that they paid with blood every centiliter of power they had. She learnt that power is volatile and money is useless if your people can’t eat every day. But she also learnt that while you have power over money and fire you also have power over souls and history. That why she can easily understands why America is practically a harem owner. While he’s the world superpower these girls will be throwing themselves at him. And she couldn’t even call them a bunch of filthy hijas de su madre because she’d been here too. In fact she was last time and that disgust her.
She would like to know if Alfred even likes this attention. Not the USA does he like the women that much or is only something related to power.
She look at her reflect in the mirror. Is small bathroom mirror, she can only she her face and a part or her shoulder. Not pretty. Can’t be pretty for many reasons the more evident is Doña Gloria that will tell everybody in the neighborhood she was wearing pretty dressed for a Spanish gentleman with all the unfortunate implications. And because it’s useless. Spain will come anyway and will kiss her pretty or not. Only to prove that she is still being his historical partner, his friend with benefit, su amiga y nunca su mujer, his friend and never her woman.
Make sense, she like it that way, nobody wants to belong to her former colonial warder. She look normal in her uniform, tall and strong. Ready for action. Well to a nice dinner she normally can’t afford, a nice discotheque frequented by tourists only and then action. Maybe she should wear jeans and a tank top.
She remembers Alfred for him she used to wear nice dressed. He was the last one because Russia didn’t care about those. With him she only had to be loyal an passionate which was very good or at least not too bad. Ivan was a good lover, she wouldn’t mind seeing him again. But it can’t be.
She wonders if USA’s girls keep wearing make up and dressed and pretty skirts for him doing so.
Maybe Colombia, playing the Spicy Latina act and because she’s a beautiful feminine girl that likes to dress up when she’s doing her savior her dollars giving and weapons selling Charming prince.
Panama…Panama? Is Alfred with Panama? God, she’s been alone for too long. Is he with Panama, and what about Taiwan? She sure wear dressed. Natalya also does a magnificent dress for a magnificent beauty but Cuba doubts she would ever return to America.
Israel wouldn’t, maybe one of the Arabs girls she can’t distinguish that are neither Algeria nor Libya.
And Mexico, she would never dress up to him and it was made her special. She wasn’t Alfred’s equal because she was more poor, more needy, more aggressive and demanding that other girls. In the other hand she was the only one that Alfred treated different. Not like and ally or a subordinate.
That was Mexico power being able to see Alfred. The real Alfred not the superpower but the country of freedom and frail bases and insecurities. Alfred treats her in consequently not like an important country, but like an important woman, not sure if he likes or dislikes this power her quasi-sister has.
She looks to her face for the last time, leaves the house and takes a taxi to the airport keeping Mexico in her mind.
Re: Hysteria [3b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-11 12:34 am (UTC)(link)Mexico, pretty and dear Mexico with her gorgeous hips and foul mouths and strong will. She always had her way to get men while being strong Cuba doesn’t know how but her violence is arousing and her wisdom is sensual according to men, two in fact: Spain and the Unites States.
Spain loved her, so very mucho, maybe more than Arthur loved Alfred. England had the nurturing and caring love of brothers, Spain the passionate and crazy love of lovers. England let his boy get freedom whit a broken heart. Spain only let resignation take him after ten years of war. And then, he would cry. Drunk, wine bottles and broken voice he would call their name, Peru, Guatemala, Nicaragua, Salvador, Venezuela, Ecuador and Mexico, Mexico, Mexico…
His favorite, the one Antonio made his as soon as she became a woman. His child lover that carried the wisdom of Mayan and Aztec in the eyes and the wide smile of a growing culture in the lips. The girl that came to hate him because she wanted to belong to herself. Like Alfred.
Spain was not longer and Empire and he only had Cuba, Puerto Rico and Philippines left. Only then she became his princess. His sweet sugarcane. Not his lover. That came later because unlike Mexico she wasn’t around when Spain arrived to America she was born when the first Spanish and African slaves arrived.
-Here we are, señorita- Says the taxi driver.
-Gracias.
Stop thinking about that she tells herself. After all Spain is not looking for nostalgia and neither is she. She has lust and Spain too, they are good for each other because she won’t ask for exclusivity and he won’t criticize the evil communism.
He won’t be picturing Mexico while kissing her.
She breaths.
And Spain smile to the beautiful, tall girl in front of him of him her dark skin shining for sweat and the shining white lights of the airport. He think Antonio, you must be lucky to still sleeping with this kind of women after all the things he did and all those fights. He’s right.
1) Hijas de su madre: polite way to say daughter of a b***t without really saying it
2) Cuba and Spain: Cubas was a Spanish possesion alost since Colonization day 1 but it really became important after Spain lost all American colonies byt eh end of the XVIII century in the XIX the only had Cuba, Puerto Rico and Philippines. Cuba becae independent in 1902 but Spain and the island have good relations now.
3) Spain and Mexico: A little of Loli is headcanon but the ten years independence war is real from 1810 to 1821.
Re: Hysteria [3b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-14 03:03 am (UTC)(link)Re: Hysteria [3b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-17 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)Thank for your support.
Hysteria [4a/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-17 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)Belgium put her hand palm in her forehead and sighted. There is no way she could stand between Russia and Denmark and their swords even if she was there. She gave another horrified look to the scene playing in her cell phone screen, before it fades in black.
-Ireland! Ireland!- She shouts until she can heard again the sound of Ireland laughter and the faint noise of curses and metallic collisions.- Make them stop.
Her order tone doesn’t work, of course it doesn’t, she isn’t even able to keep Wallonia and Flanders on line and she wouldn’t appeal to logic because it’s established that only Germany can shout discipline into EU members.
-Hey! - Cried all of sudden the Republic of Ireland. - Boss Belgium tells you to stop!
She heard more metallic sounds and Ireland laughing again.
-They don’t want to, boss.
-Ireland, look, please, I don’t have anything against your little tournament but you know what we have decided about Russia entering UE territories without telling Brussels. And please don’t call me Boss that reminds me of Spain.
Ireland didn’t answer and swear something followed by “amazing”. Belgium wonders why she even bothers. But apparently she hadn’t been forgotten.
-Don’t call you Boss after Spain you’re the total euro-boss along with France and Germany saving us from evil recession with evil austerity plans. Unfortunately European parliament still have not jurisdiction over mating season. - Ireland voice became a little deeper by the end.
- Well, I’m not trying to interfere in your life. But you could tell us if Russia will come to your house and nobody would have care so…
. - Nobody cares!- Ireland moaned trying to suppress her anger- Belgium this times is crazy. I’m going been chased, right, but I’m going to have fun, you also should.
Ireland hangs up and Belgium is upset even if she had no reason to be. Ireland seems to know what she is doing. When she learnt that Ivan was in Ireland she expected the island calling for help or at least showing fear. So they could discuss how horrible all of this is and analyze Liechtenstein problem. Belgium is in desperate need of some solidarity. This time she can’t call France or Germany to work together. Hungary as usual has disappeared of the map and Liecht is kidnapped at home. She feels weak and wants to get rid of the sensation.
They have regressed. If she’s insecure in her position between France and her brother, if Denmark is chasing, if Hungary is acting like an impolite teenager and Germany stick to old customary laws they have regressed. And that’s the reason Belgium feels terrible since she woke up, since the Hunting started. Stressed and fearing being attacked, even if they promise that Europe is not about violence anymore. Maybe some nation joined the union for economical facilities or for strategically moves but she didn’t. She joined when it was about trust and hope for this continent of blood and intrigues when scars from the occupation still hurt.
She remembers her brothers by her side, Francis deadly serious and Germany talking to the wall and Veneziano who refused to sit by his side.
They promised to be supportive, to unite and now The Hunting is us against them. She can’t believe animal instinct is stronger than the more important decision they took in their history. In order to avoid dark thoughts she take the phone, and once again tries calling Hungary.
Hysteria [4b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-17 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)Belgium is calling her again and Hungary only stares to the cell phone, anger building somewhere in her mind. Belgium really needs to carry on with this phone persecution she started at 7 a.m.? Maybe it’s something important…She doesn’t think so, if it were Poland and Austria would be trying to call her too. If it’s not matter of life or death she doesn’t want to know about it. Even if it’s a matter of another life or death than hers she doesn’t care. Not today, she’s not in the mood and is not being selfish and irrational. Maybe she’s but she has the right to be
Elizaveta lies in the couch and tries to sleep to avoid over thinking.
She’s cheerful and coherent, she never consider her hormonal changes as an excuse to act different and tried to deal with invasions and wars with courage and sometimes integrity. Courage has always been essential to her; she will be courageous even if this means being a lunatic.
Europeans nation laugh as much as in the past they cursed her. Hungary doesn’t like to be hunted. “Doesn’t like” meaning that she hates it and will act like a tracked demon. She used her sword and her nails, fought with all she had and shouted viciously when they tried to touch her. Hungary never understood this part of alliances and dependences. Even when she was with Austria she locked her room and ordered her master to go away. This behavior was unexpected and revolting. She’s only and hysterical women, why would she refuse to me with Austria after all she loves him, she is married. There is not need to hide and treat and fear them they’re not Attila’s hordes, or criminals.
They hate that, Hungary considered their behavior as a fate worse than death. She was like this Spanish saint who died to avoid being raped. The man who forced her will became a monster and a sinner. In Europe those were terrible things since they developed the “civilized man” idea. Gradually, Hungary was left alone as male nations understood she somehow won a war she was fighting alone.
However, Hungary’s point of view was different, more irrational.
She hates the Hunting. Hate it in her veins, in her soul. She feels it’s a curse. Female nations accept the fact as destiny, she can’t. Her alien body, frail thing unfit for war slowly became something beautiful in her eyed. She understood than feminine behavior and occupations aren’t inferior. But she never accepted than she would be always looked down.
Belgium, Vietnam, Ireland fought against discrimination. She never did. She only ignored it trying to convince herself than she was disrespected or mocked because she was poor, or dominated by the Ottomans or no longer a great warrior, she could accept all those reason because her situation could change. If she accepted than sometimes men consider her being a woman as her main flaw she would return to this hot night in a street of Óbuda when she discovered she was a women and cried because she lost himself forever.
The phone rings again and Hungary stand up and thrown the cell to the window. Naturally her wooden window doesn’t breaks and a window is no rival to the wonder Japanese technology of Nokia. She leaves the room.
Hysteria [4c/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-17 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)She presses the call button and waits.
The voice at the other side sounds surprised.
-Belgium?
-Germany, hello, how are you? I’m afraid, nervous and angry. And I want to call for a UE meeting.
Ludwig doesn’t answer immediately searching for a way to refuse without saying it.
-Belgium- his voice is calm. - I don’t know if it’s the right moment to disturb others members. Maybe we should wait, if you could tell me your problem, we could find a provisional solution.
-No.- She felt her voice firm but gentle.- I want to speak about those difficult times and some treating actions.
-You doesn’t need to be indirect.- Germany’s angry blue eyes are easy to imagine- If you want to speak about Liechtenstein we can.
-No. I want to talk about me with you all and I call because I have the presidency of the EU and I’m calling for a meeting I only felt like I had to tell you first.
There aren’t harsh words and Belgium is reassured, Germany would never oppose to a written right of the UE even now.
-I will call France so we can fix a date, I would join you as soon as I can.
-Thank you very much.
-You’re welcome.
Belgium realized she just called and UE reunion out of impulse and loneliness and is perfectly content with it. They definitive have regressed.
NEW LINK
(Anonymous) 2010-10-18 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)Fill will be coninued in the Past part Fils, here:
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/17465.html?thread=56215609#t56215609
Re: Hysteria [4c/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-26 03:07 am (UTC)(link)