It was bliss, it was like the sudden lucky break, that sudden time where a spot of sun peaks out from behind rain clouds before disappearing again
( ... )
Re: LitBel (art fill)
anonymous
March 23 2009, 22:51:21 UTC
I for one though this was kind of disturbingly heartbreaking. Belarus being... Belarus, and all. And they're so young and cute and even though I don't ship it at all, I do feel kind of sad for them :/
Of Rue and Powder Sugar (1/5)
anonymous
March 27 2009, 11:25:30 UTC
The strange girl is a china doll with a child’s wide eyes and straight fair hair. She’s simply there, a gangly preadolescent wrapped up in skins, something left behind by the Mongolian hordes of the East in the snow to languish and die. Although she must be bitterly cold she stands with her back rigidly straight and face to the wind. Lithuania walks up to her.
“Where is my brother?” she demands of him in juvenile seriousness, eyebrows perfectly straight and features stunning in their pale face. She barely reaches Liet’s waist, but her voice is as cold as thousand Siberian winters. “Where is my sister?”
Liet doesn't know. He is sure that if she stays here any longer she will freeze. So he takes her home with him, covering her with his cloak, sitting her down in his kitchen and unloading a steaming plate of sweet blynai in front of her
( ... )
Of Rue and Powder Sugar (2/5)
anonymous
March 27 2009, 11:32:36 UTC
There is a booming series of knocks of his front door in the middle of the night. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, Liet pulls the great doors open. Then, he pales in shock
( ... )
Of Rue and Powder Sugar (3/5)
anonymous
March 27 2009, 11:42:51 UTC
“She scares me.” Estonia flicks his eyes away under his glasses. “She always follows him.”
She used to follow me, Liet thinks.
“…I wish I had siblings.”
Neither of them respond. A panicked look comes over Latvia as he repeats himself more desperately.
Lithuania doesn’t trust himself to answer He knows that siblings aren’t always what they’re meant to be.
Instead, he hides a stick of chocolate under Latvia’s pillow that night with a note that reads ‘I’m sorry’. Estonia sees him do it and he sits with him together under the stars as they sip vodka late into the night. Elsewhere in the Empire, the Russian Revolution is stirring.
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Ivan’s not moving. He sits in his chair and talks under his voice to no one in particular. He seems torn between compulsions: one moment his eyes are clearer and he tells them all that they will rebuild and his children have won their freedom; the next, he plucks sunflower petals from decapitated brown heads and watches them shrivel between his fingers. Liet does not know what to do. The man in
( ... )
Of Rue and Powder Sugar (4/5)
anonymous
March 27 2009, 11:46:56 UTC
She sits on the end of the bed, naked and perfect in everyway except for the conflicted emotions in her eyes. They end up sleeping side by side, Liet fighting the urge to hug her like when she was just a child, and Belarus fighting her love and fear and love for her brother as he slips further and further into insanity.
It doesn’t last long. Liet bolts for freedom. What ever Ivan may do or say, it cannot be worse than this.
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It is.
Lithuania bleeds into the snow, crouched over and retching, his vision swimming. Then, another crack across the back, the head of the tap digging deep into his spine. Another to the back of the neck and everything makes him sick- another and another and all around him is pain and pain and pain Once, Ivan had impressed him with his culture and his magnetism and his sheer scale. Somewhere, Lithuania had envied Ivan, because a little girl had walked through the snow just to be with him
( ... )
Of Rue and Powder Sugar (5/5)
anonymous
March 27 2009, 11:53:21 UTC
There’s a dull thud as the pipe falls to the snow covered ground, slipped through slackened fingers. Ivan lowers his head, casting his face into shadow. Lithuania thinks that he sees him shaking.
“Go,” Ivan whispers to the German standing on his left. “Go. Go home.”
Prussia doesn’t believe him at first. Doesn’t dare. But then he casts off his scarf, face alight with a million different emotions, and runs with barely a backwards glance
( ... )
author's notes
anonymous
March 27 2009, 12:29:00 UTC
Reading up on Lithuanian and Belarussian history, anon realised that the two of them have some serious problems, of which one is Russia.
Did you know?
What would eventually become Belarus was originally called Kiev, or Kievan-Rus. When Russia was invaded by the Mongols in the 13th century the region was badly affected. At this point, the principalities were incorporated into The Grand Duchy of Lithuania.
On February 2, 1386, the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Kingdom of Poland were joined in a personal union through a marriage of their rulers. The two countries became extremely close, fighting the Battle of Grunwald together; in 1569 the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth was formed.
After this, the Russian Empire attempted to invade the Commonwealth specifically to regain the regions of Ukraine and Belarus. The first of two campaigns was lead by Ivan the III. No joke
( ... )
Re: author's notes
anonymous
March 27 2009, 14:30:41 UTC
Such a great fic. Heavy and full of history -- just how I like my Hetalia fills. Lithuania's fixation on Belarus being doll-like and perfect and like-a-sister-but-not-really is wonderfully unsettling.
Somewhere, Lithuania had envied Ivan, because a little girl had walked through the snow just to be with him.
Re: author's notes
anonymous
March 27 2009, 22:39:51 UTC
This is one of THE best kink meme stories I have EVER read. I can't even express how good it is. Half way through I was thinking, "You could turn this into a classic novel like Wuthering Heights or War and Peace, but with countries as characters." It's just that good. And the the way you incorporated the historical events into it is amazing. I can sit here and write forever about how much I enjoyed reading this and never do the greatness of this fic justice. I will store it in my vault of most favorite Hetalia stories and recommend it to anyone who is looking for a good Hetalia fic.
Re: Of Rue and Powder Sugar (5/5)
anonymous
March 27 2009, 20:21:38 UTC
That second-to-last paragraph just summarizes the central-Eastern Europe relations like only Hetalia could, and it breaks my heart in the good way. As did everything about this story, from tiny!Bela and Ukraine and Russia and Lithuania in the middle of it all. I'd love to give this story the kind of feedback it truly deserves, but for now: you have managed to make one reader, at least, very happy ♥
Liet's deep dark secret that he never ever brings up....ever:
Liet's short lasting marriage to Belarus.
super duper angsty because what ultimately broke the union was Lithuanian
independence while Belarus remained with Russia.
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“Where is my brother?” she demands of him in juvenile seriousness, eyebrows perfectly straight and features stunning in their pale face. She barely reaches Liet’s waist, but her voice is as cold as thousand Siberian winters. “Where is my sister?”
Liet doesn't know. He is sure that if she stays here any longer she will freeze. So he takes her home with him, covering her with his cloak, sitting her down in his kitchen and unloading a steaming plate of sweet blynai in front of her ( ... )
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She used to follow me, Liet thinks.
“…I wish I had siblings.”
Neither of them respond. A panicked look comes over Latvia as he repeats himself more desperately.
Lithuania doesn’t trust himself to answer He knows that siblings aren’t always what they’re meant to be.
Instead, he hides a stick of chocolate under Latvia’s pillow that night with a note that reads ‘I’m sorry’. Estonia sees him do it and he sits with him together under the stars as they sip vodka late into the night. Elsewhere in the Empire, the Russian Revolution is stirring.
-
Ivan’s not moving. He sits in his chair and talks under his voice to no one in particular. He seems torn between compulsions: one moment his eyes are clearer and he tells them all that they will rebuild and his children have won their freedom; the next, he plucks sunflower petals from decapitated brown heads and watches them shrivel between his fingers. Liet does not know what to do. The man in ( ... )
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It doesn’t last long. Liet bolts for freedom. What ever Ivan may do or say, it cannot be worse than this.
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It is.
Lithuania bleeds into the snow, crouched over and retching, his vision swimming. Then, another crack across the back, the head of the tap digging deep into his spine. Another to the back of the neck and everything makes him sick- another and another and all around him is pain and pain and pain Once, Ivan had impressed him with his culture and his magnetism and his sheer scale. Somewhere, Lithuania had envied Ivan, because a little girl had walked through the snow just to be with him ( ... )
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“Go,” Ivan whispers to the German standing on his left. “Go. Go home.”
Prussia doesn’t believe him at first. Doesn’t dare. But then he casts off his scarf, face alight with a million different emotions, and runs with barely a backwards glance ( ... )
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Reading up on Lithuanian and Belarussian history, anon realised that the two of them have some serious problems, of which one is Russia.
Did you know?
What would eventually become Belarus was originally called Kiev, or Kievan-Rus. When Russia was invaded by the Mongols in the 13th century the region was badly affected. At this point, the principalities were incorporated into The Grand Duchy of Lithuania.
On February 2, 1386, the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Kingdom of Poland were joined in a personal union through a marriage of their rulers. The two countries became extremely close, fighting the Battle of Grunwald together; in 1569 the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth was formed.
After this, the Russian Empire attempted to invade the Commonwealth specifically to regain the regions of Ukraine and Belarus. The first of two campaigns was lead by Ivan the III. No joke ( ... )
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Somewhere, Lithuania had envied Ivan, because a little girl had walked through the snow just to be with him.
I love it ♥
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