It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by

Title: The Flying Heart of Love 14/?
Rating: ... Pgish, sort of. Maybe not.
Characters: In this chapter, Luciano, Martín, María, Alfred, Maddie and Sebas, mentions of many others.
Warnings: This is an AU, so you'll have to ignore everything you know about family relations and things from what passes for canon at Latin Hetalia. I MEAN IT. BE WARNED.

Recap: So, in the last chapter Martín made Luciano panic over his photos, and was subsequently sort of kicked from the hospital. Manuel found out that he’s Antonio’s son and María found out the American Wonder Twins are up to something and might know more than they’re telling. She tried to talk to Antonio, but that didn’t work too well, and if you’re trying to remember who’s Manuel’s adoptive father, stop right now because you don’t have that information yet. And that’s what you missed in TFHOL.


Also, thanks to Zu for reading it over for me :3


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Title: Sweet Child of Mine
Rating: Idk SOMETHING VERY HIGH.
Warnings: Weirdness, embarrassment kink (is this a thing?), erotic humiliation (????) and, erm, stuff. Look, just don’t read it /hides
Pairings: France/Brazil.
Summary: Luciano misbehaves. Francis takes advantage.


Zu read it over for me and her comment was THIS IS SO FUCKING WRONG AAAAAAAAAH. So yeah.



( When Luciano woke up, it was almost noon, and his head was pounding. )

Título: Mi Buenos Aires Querido
Personagens/Pairing: Br/Arg
Rating/Warning: Meninos sem roupa tomando banho juntos, levíssimas referências à crises financeiras.
Sumário: Luciano visita Buenos Aires, e tem um ataque de insegurança. Martín entende tudo errado, como sempre.


(AN: Essa fic se passa mais ou menos em 2004, 2005, quando a Argentina estava começando a se levantar, e antes do Brasil ganhar toda essa projeção internacional)


( Se Martín estivesse bravo com ele, Luciano ia entender perfeitamente. )

Title: the journey between here and there
Characters/Pairings: Brazil/Argentina AU.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: Old People AU.


Everything starts when Luciano sings a bunch of songs and Martín kisses him under a brilliantly starry night, and both of them think they’d like to do this again. It ends fifty five years later when Martín falls in the middle of the street and Luciano kneels by his side with a plea in his lips, even if he knows, he knows he won't get up.


( This is what happens in-between )

Title: The Flying Heart of Love 11/?
Rating: ... Pgish, sort of. Maybe not.
Characters: Luciano, Martín, Maddie, Alfred, Maria, Portugal!OC, Francis, mentions of many others and one or two surprises.
Pairings: Br/Arg, Pe/Chi, and many many others.
Warnings: This is an AU, so you'll have to ignore everything you know about family relations and things from what passes for canon at Latin Hetalia. I MEAN IT. BE WARNED.



Recap: So, in the last chapter Martín and Luciano had this... something, Martín was mad, Luciano was sick, Miguel is a blackmailer, Manuel is sulking, the football match was a disaster and everything that could possible go wrong just did.


Thanks to Zu for reading it over for me ♥



( Click for family drama, hospital drama, regular drama and THICKENING OF PLOT )

Title: The Flying Heart of Love 9/?
Rating: ... Pgish, sort of. Maybe not.
Characters: Luciano, Maria, Manuel, Miguel, Antonio and Alfred.
Pairings: Br/Arg, Pe/Chi, and many many others.
Warnings: This is an AU, so you'll have to ignore everything you know about family relations and things from what passes for canon at Latin Hetalia. I MEAN IT. BE WARNED.



Recap: So, the North-American twins casually asked to visit the Orphanage, Maddie may or not have fallen in love with Alícia, who may or not be a communist, and Francis really wants his watch back. Martín found healthy ways to cope with his broken heart, Luciano still feels a little under the weather, Manuel is busy and Miguel is not doing much of anything.


Thanks to Zu for reading it over for me ♥


( I said socialist, not communist. )

Title: The Flying Heart of Love 7/?
Rating: ... Pgish, sort of. Maybe not.
Characters: Luciano, Martín, Maria, Manuel and Miguel, the mysterious foreign siblings.
Pairings: Br/Arg, Pe/Chi, and many many others.
Warnings: This is an AU, so you'll have to ignore everything you know about family relations and things from what passes for canon at Latin Hetalia. I MEAN IT. BE WARNED.



Summary: So, Martín and Luciano were a little busy, Maria met a completely inconspicuous pair of siblings from North America, Manuel was depressed and Miguel wasn't doing anything too important.



Thanks to Zu for reading it over for me ♥

( The next morning, Martín woke up feeling like he had been buried under an avalanche. )

Title: The Flying Heart of Love 5/?
Rating: ... Pgish, sort of. Maybe not.
Characters: Luciano, Martín, Maria, Manuel and Miguel, the mysterious foreign siblings.
Pairings: Br/Arg. And many many others.
Warnings: This is an AU, so you'll have to ignore everything you know about family relations and things from what passes for canon at Latin Hetalia. I MEAN IT. BE WARNED.



Summary: Miguel was opening his restaurant, his brain was blowing up because he had just seen a face from the past, Luciano wasn't doing much of anything, Martín was around because he'll work for food if he has the chance. That's pretty much it.


Thanks to Zu and Oreo for reading it over for me ♥



( What the hell are you doing here? )

NO ONE REMEMBERS THIS ANYMORE BUT I'M STILL WRITING IT OKAY



Title: The Flying Heart of Love 4/?
Rating: ... PGish. Probably. Or not.
Characters: Luciano, Martín, Maria, Manuel and Miguel. Mentions of others.
Pairings: Too many to count.
Warnings: This is an AU, so you'll have to ignore everything you know about family relations and things from what passes for canon at Latin Hetalia. Be warned.



Summary: So, in the last chapters episodes, Martín and Maria invaded Luciano's hotel room, making the famously hot, or hotly famous, football star very upset, Manuel wanted to send both of them to jail so he could go back to angsting about his dark, dark past with the cute owner of the first TRULY Peruvian restaurant in town, Luciano thinks Martín sneakily plotted to get himself shoved inside a closet for his own twisted reasons, Antonio is having a meltdown off screen, and there's something weird going on about Francis' watch.


(thanks to Zuzu for beta-ing <3)


( So much for destroying Martín's life and finally having some happiness, Manuel thought. Some people just didn't know how to take an opportunity. )

So, I totally pwned NanoWrimo, and I want to go back to writing fiiiiiics. So. Meme.

Choose a verse of the song (one or two or four lines, whatever makes sense), gimme a character or a pairing and I'll write you something.


Wishing Well - The Airbone Toxic Event

Standing on a bus stop
Feeling your head pop
Out in the night
In the kind of night
Where you want to be out
On the street, on the street
Crawling up the walls
Like a cat in heat

And the air is thin
And it blows through your skin
And you feel like something
Is about to begin
But you don't know what
And you don't know when
So you tear at your hair
And you scratch at your skin

You wanna run away, run away
Just get on the fucking train and leave today
And it doesn't matter where you spend the night
You just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight
Or calling your room on a concrete shelf
Fighting all alone, with yourself, with yourself
And you just wanna feel like a coin that's been tossed
In a wishing well, a wishing well
A wishing well, a wishing well
Well you're tossed in the air
And you fell and you fell
Through the dark blue waters
Where you cast your spell
Like you were just a wish that could turn out well

So you stand on the corner
Where the angels sit
And you think to yourself,
"This is it, this is it
This is all that I have
All I can stand
Is this air in my lungs
And this coin in my hand
That you tossed in the air
And I fell, and I fell
All the way to the bottom
Of the well, of the well
Like those soft little secrets
That you tell, that you tell
To yourself, when you think
No one's listening to, well

And the walls spin
And you're paper-thin
From the haze of the smoke
And the mess calling
The threat of your brow
Under unmade sheets
In your ear with the noise
From the darkest streets
We ran far and wide
You screamed, you cried
You thought suicide was an alibi
But you were always a mess
You were always aloof
Yeah, it's awful, I guess
But it's the awful truth
It was truth from the first
To the last words that she read

And she emerged from the dark
Like a ghost in my head
She said, "I haven't forgot
Any words that you said
I just stare at the clocks
And I cry in my sleep
And I tear up your letters
And I burn them in heaps
And I gather the ashes
In that hole in the ground
Where we fell"