The Worldsmith [Chapter Four] [Axis Powers Hetalia, England, America, others]

[puella_nerdii]

So yeah. Delays again. *facepalm* I blame moving to a new city?

On the plus side, this chapter has Bess.

Also, this chapter made me cry. Stupid England.

Title: The Worldsmith [Chapter Four: Making New When Old Are Gone]
Author: puella_nerdii
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: England, America; William Shakespeare, Elizabeth I, Robert Devereaux, and

Comments

[puella_nerdii]

*blush so much* I know I was sort of, uh, shouting the first one when I wrote this. And ha, I don't think I can stop writing, so no worries there. Thanks so much for reading!

Yeah ow, Ireland. Can't wait to write her~

[irrationalsense]

Damn it. I was so into this I HTML-failed on the first try...

I really like the structure here: the first lightly-touched part being America's performance in England's eyes in front of an audience, and then the intense and intimate scenes with Elizabeth.

“Nay. Perhaps it is some German innovation,” a lady suggests.
“I never knew the Germans to have clowns,” someone behind him says. “This fellow, what do they call him?”
You know, every time you mention the 'German clown' thing, I can't help but laugh. Germany as a clown is funny enough...America pretending to be a German who's a clown is major LULZ, since their energy and personalities can be so different.

...and a lady behind England sighs.Yes, English noblewoman, America tends to have that effect on people. You can't deny the doofish adorableness. Though I wonder what the reaction would be to America beatboxing and rapping and how that would have changed history...or maybe it was better that it didn't (Austria might have declared war). Still the after-play fanboy/girling had me

[puella_nerdii]

I'm glad the structure worked for you! I usually don't think of myself as a very structure-centered writer, so it's always nice to hear when that works!

America-the-German-clown will never get old for me. Like, never ever. Partially because the look on Germany's face when he hears about it -- yeah, priceless.

I was debating whether to have him rap or to have him play it straight and actually sing, and ultimately I went with the one that would surprise England the most, because I like making England face what America's capable of.

...yeah, pass me a few while you're at it. God, England and Bess, STOP MAKING ME BAWL if that's even possible.

[deixis_dyad]

COHERENCY AFTER I STOP CRYING OH GOD ENGLAND BESS ARGH.

Seriously dude this is like the first time in a while a fic has made me actually cry. Just. Yeah.

His doesn’t. “My wife.” He kneels before her, takes her hand in his-god, it has been centuries since he touched her last, and he fights not to seize her by the wrist and kiss every inch of her hand, settles instead for touching his lips to her knuckles.

THIS. THIS IS WHERE I LOST IT.

And they finish each other's quotes and stuff oh god England England England.

[puella_nerdii]

*patpat* *offers tissues* *I should really keep a bunch of these handy, huh*

Thanks for reading, and uh. Yeah. "I am glad it made you cry" is weird to say, but I'm glad it worked, at least.

(eeeeeeeeeeeeenglaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand)

[deixis_dyad]

You should be glad it made me cry, really because that never happens. xD

(I could just cry "Eeeeenglland" for hours after all this. Seriously.)

Also forgot to mention, in my flailing, how much I adore America in this. The line where England laughs, it's like -- you rarely ever read about England laughing, that just hit me particularly well I think.
And the fact that the ladies are jumping all over him. He must be enjoying the attention immensely.

[puella_nerdii]

Ha, I am such a sap, I cry at EVERYTHING EVER. You know the chick who gets misty-eyed at Hallmark ads? Yeah, that's me.

England doesn't laugh all that often, I don't think. Well, okay, sometimes it is not-very-nice laughter, but he doesn't do the :D! kind of laughter much. But sometimes America wrests it out of him in spite of himself. Oh boys.

[zalia]

*chokes on lump in throat*

Oh England. God, the scene with Elizabeth is heartwrenching, and yeah, I can only imagine that if England loved any monarch, he loved her. You captured such a gorgeous moment between them, with Elizabeth at her most human and England so vulnerable.

Really needed America being adorable at the start to cope with it!

[puella_nerdii]

Yeah, that's one of the reasons I decided to break up the chapters this way and not how I'd originally intended (with America covering the performance and England's meeting with Bess lumped in with different events in the fic), because oh man cannot pack that much pain into one chapter ow -- for my own sake as much as for the readers'. Also I kinda like tonal whiplash. *cough*

*hugs* Headcanon is pretty firm that Bess is the only mortal woman England has ever loved. And oh god, did he love her. Does he love her, rather, because once England does love someone I don't think he ever stops. Oh, England.

Re: We princes are set as it were upon stages in the sight and view of the world.

[puella_nerdii]

Note to self: put a kibosh on the Miss Cleo references, possibly. Or at least restrain myself when talking about phone psychics.

Yay headcanon re-evaluation! (I've always been fascinated by Nations and their Important Figures, Mith even moreso than I, and England's got a long and rich history of fascinating relationships with his mortals.)

England had opinions on Robert Dudley. They were not favorable ones.

Thanks so much for reading and commenting. ♥