Title: It was not meant that we should voyage far. [5/?]
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia/Echo Bazaar
Characters: Every nation ever at one point or another. This part: Spain, Portugal, Ireland, Scotland, America, Canada, and a few random extras.
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter.
Summary: An Echo Bazaar crossover AU. Fallen London: once capital of the British Empire, now home of the Bazaar, a mile underground and a boat ride away from Hell itself. Deep. Dark. Expensive. Marvellous. Here you can find everything from immortality, to unnervingly good mushroom wine.

Or so the stories go.

But stories can rarely be trusted, and all the wildest stories in the world couldn’t have prepared Alfred and Matthew Jones for what they would find when they descended into the fallen city on a journey that would lead them right into the heart of a rebellion against the Masters of the Bazaar themselves…
Word Count: This part: 3205.
Notes: I’m back, guys! Sorry for the huge gap between updates and for not announcing it, but I’ve been on holiday with my family for the past couple of weeks for the holiday season and didn’t have time to put a notice up. Hopefully a new chapter will make up somewhat for it! Anyway, this is once again the continuation of the long haul that started as my NaNo project for last year. :'> The title is from an HP Lovecraft quote, “We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.”
Warnings: General warnings: A crossover with a (very addictive) online game, a lot of speculation and elaboration on my part on the universe of that game, human!AU, the occasional bit of 1800s sensibilities, and later on in the fic, a lot of OCs. :’> This chapter: NaNo quality writing, some OCs, and a big boom.

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( The Starveling Cat! The Starveling Cat! Wraps round your throat like a cheap cravat! )

Title: It was not meant that we should voyage far. [2/?]
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia/Echo Bazaar
Characters: Every nation ever at one point or another. This part: Canada, America, Spain, Portugal, and a few random extras.
Rating: PG for this chapter.
Summary: An Echo Bazaar crossover AU. Fallen London: once capital of the British Empire, now home of the Bazaar, a mile underground and a boat ride away from Hell itself. Deep. Dark. Expensive. Marvellous. Here you can find everything from immortality, to unnervingly good mushroom wine.

Or so the stories go.

But stories can rarely be trusted, and all the wildest stories in the world couldn’t have prepared Alfred and Matthew Jones for what they would find when they descended into the fallen city on a journey that would lead them right into the heart of a rebellion against the Masters of the Bazaar themselves…
Word Count: This part: 5862.
Notes: The continuation of the long haul that started as my NaNo project for this year. :'> The title is from an HP Lovecraft quote, “We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.”
Warnings: General warnings: A crossover with a (very addictive) online game, a lot of speculation and elaboration on my part on the universe of that game, human!AU, the occasional bit of 1800s sensibilities, and later on in the fic, a lot of OCs. :’> This chapter: not so much really, except for NaNo quality writing and an OC.

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( The Starveling Cat! The Starveling Cat! Comes for the child who acts like a brat! )

Hello guys! To celebrate the fact that I am more or less settled into my university now after travelling halfway round the world to Japan for a year, I bring a few Hetalia drabbles to dump here. ^^ Most of these have been plurked already, but I'm just putting them here too for neatness. :>

Title: untitled drabble 1
Characters: Portugal [OC], Turkey
Rating: PG for language + a war.
Summary: Turkey and Portugal on a battlefield in World War One.
Timeframe 1917, during WW1.
Word Count: 627

( And the bombs? The bombs are new. )



Title: untitled drabble 2
Characters: Portugal [OC], Macau [OC]
Rating: G
Summary: Portugal meets bitty!Macau, who instantly latches onto him like a latching thing.
Timeframe about 1552/1553
Word Count: 437

( China told me not to talk to you. )



Title: untitled drabble 3
Characters: Portugal [OC], Turkey, Ireland [starsandauras's OC]
Rating: PG for slight language.
Summary: Ireland, Turkey and Portugal in the meeting room after one of the meetings to discuss Turkey's accession to the EU.
Timeframe 2010
Word Count: 458

( It's dangerous to swing on chairs, you know. )



Title: untitled drabble 4
Characters: Portugal [OC], Ireland [starsandauras's OC]
Rating: G
Summary: Ireland, Portugal, an old Irish folk song, and Port's fail pronunciation of Gaelic.
Timeframe 2010
Word Count: 161

( I wish I was on yonder hill//'tis there I'd sit and cry my fill )

Medium: Animanga
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Subject: England/Portugal
Title: When the Day Met the Night
Timeframe: Nothing really in particular, for once! I gave up on chronological order for this one. ^^;
Warnings: Involves a Hetalia OC and my incredibly dorky music taste. (… Again. >__>) You have been warned. |D
Notes: This is the Dorky And Silly Mix for these two (of course, coming free with the recommended pre-requisite amount of sap), because the sun is shining outside, it's the lazy August days of summer, and this fandom needs more lighter stuff about. /wat is this logic/ I kind of like it better than the last one I did for them. ^^; It’s a much easier size to manage than my last one, at any rate, and I hope you guys enjoy. :> also… yeah, those are their national flowers on the cover art. >_>; I decided to get ~*~abstract~*~ with it, ye gods everyone run.



( when the sun found the moon, she was drinking tea in a garden )

Title: The curious bewitchment of Luís Valdez [1/2]
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Portugal [OC], England, Ireland [starsandauras’s OC], Australia [unspeakingly’s OC], America, ], Canada, Northern Ireland [later_days’s OC], Spain, Wales [kyahryorin’s OC], Scotland [eats_typos’s OC]. Also Ligeia the stalker!mermaid.
Pairing?: England/Portugal, Ligeia the stalker mermaid → Portugal
Rating: PG-13 for language and stalker mermaids trying to seduce countries.
Summary: During the Age of Sail, Portugal had an otherworldly admirer following him around that only the Isles siblings could see. Otherworldly as in, a mermaid. Yeah, you heard me. Otherworldly cat-fights ensue while England, Ireland and Wales have to do their best to save poor Port’s immortal soul.
Timeframe Mostly the 16th century, with some switches to 2010. ^^
Word Count: 15244 with footnotes, all told; 4446 in this part.
Notes: This fic is proof that I fully embrace the Lighter and Softer trope in this fandom, sob. Ligeia was generously named by Mini misheard, who informs me “It means "clear-voiced, shrill, whistling". Traditionally the name of one of the Sirens, so I guess there could be confusion, but it's also a regular Greek name from what I understand.” I thought it was perfect myself, so here we are. My thanks to go her for helping! <3
Warnings: Hetalia OCs, bad accents, England being jealous, the nasty side of the fae, some questionable uses of magic, and utter crack once again.

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( My brain is running on crack lately. This is the proof. )

On to Part 2!

Title: ships that pass in the night
Fandom: Doctor Who/Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Martha Jones, Portugal [OC]
Rating: PG
Summary: Martha's talked to so many people in so many countries during her long year's journey. This is just one of those conversations.
Timeframe Summer 2009, near the end of the Master's Year That Never Was
Word Count: 2163
Notes: As in all things, I blame Plurk. Also many thanks to laneygaga for beta'ing this! ♥
Warnings: A Hetalia OC and my weakness for crossovers. :|b

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( abide with me; fast falls the eventide )

Medium: Animanga
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Subject: England/Portugal
Title: Back as soon as we make history
Timeframe:... everything from the 1100s through to the present day. XD;
Warnings: Involves a Hetalia OC, self-drawn cover art and my incredibly dorky music taste. You have been warned. |D
Notes: Based partly on history and partly on the dynamic I’ve wound up with between England and Portugal as I write them! Maybe with a heavier emphasis on the latter. I’ve tried to put this in a vaguely chronological order, so. Enjoy, I guess! This mix is five parts dorky, two parts angst, one part “why did you choose that song you utter derp”, garnished with a sprinkling of sap (okay, maybe more than a sprinkling) and crushed ice to serve.



( so tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? )

Title: this ruin of a world
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Portugal [OC], Spain, England, France
Pairing?: Implied England/Portugal
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After the Lisbon disaster of 1755, Spain and England are forced to temporarily put aside their differences to help someone dear to the both of them.
Timeframe: 1755
Word Count: 6171 THIS THIS IS EPIC LENGTH FOR ME
Notes: Oh Lord, I just. If I end up offending anyone with this, I apologise, so, so badly. But this idea developed slowly and wouldn’t let me go until I turned it into a fully-fledged fic. Also, this is my first time seriously writing Spain and France, so if I fail at them, feel free to whack me over the head. A lot of this was my attempt at trying to balance characterisation and history together, so… orz.

Also! I got a lot of my information for this fic from an amazing book by a historian called Edward Paice called Wrath of God: the Great Lisbon Earthquake of 1755, and if you’re interested in Portugal or the events of the earthquake at all, I’d definitely recommend it – it’s amazingly well-written and researched and manages to be an engaging and educational read. :> /plug plug plug
Warnings: A Hetalia OC, swearing + possible trigger content; a natural disaster, talk of religion, symbolic injuries, a few historical slurs against certain countries. And angst. A whole bucketload of it. Also I'm still iffy about the ending, but meh. :|; Don't judge me too much guys ;;

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( Come, ye philosophers, who cry, 'All’s well,'//And contemplate this ruin of a world. )

Title: [untitled]
Fandom: Hetalia/DDD (ish)
Characters: England, Spain, Elizabeth I, brief blink-and-you'll-miss-it mention of Portugal [OC]
Rating: PG-13
Summary: They don’t talk about how she was dignified to the last as they led her away to the Tower to await her sentence as a heretic, an illegitimate child of the king who had dared to break away from Rome.
Timeframe: AU; late 1580s
Word Count: 531
Notes: Based on the current What If? virus going on on DDD at the moment, where me and the resident Spain are exploring a "What If the Spanish Armada had succeeded?" scenario and during our discussions about it, this suddenly popped up in my brain and refused to let me go.
Warnings: Essentially an alternate universe of history itself, so... yeah. A bit of unsavoury language and death of a historical figure. Also, this is completely unbeta'd as I thought of it, typed it out and posted it in the space of about two hours.

Also, apologies for the one sentence of unbeta'd Spanish I use in this, I haven't practised all summer so I'm sure it's wrong somehow. <-- corrected now by the lovely Lylith! ♥

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( Enough already, Arthur. It's finished. )