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In the 1840s, the British Empire shadows the world, but a bitter quarrel between Wales and England tears open an old wound. In his fury, Wales strikes too deep, and Arthur’s composure shatters. From his own lips falls a confession darker than Dylan ever imagined. Now admiration twists to revulsion, envy to guilt, as Wales confronts the terrible secret at the heart of their island.
"He needed lessons—reminders—that I’m no country to be trampled.” Scotland's gaze drifted past Wales then, focusing on the coat of arms of the British Empire hung above the fire— the rampant red lion of the north and the golden lion of the south, bound together by crown and shield. The firelight shimmered across it, making the lions seemed to snarl, claws poised. For an instant, Wales was struck with the illusion that the centuries had peeled away—that before him stood not the noble of empire. For indeed, Scotland’s teeth bared faintly, something feral flickering across his face, reminding Wales of those shadowed times when his brother’s skin had been marked with woad, blue spirals of warrior tribes winding over flesh like living symbols of defiance.
“Whenever he bared his teeth, I made sure mine cut deeper.”Bookmarked by JokerSmiles
07 Oct 2025
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France takes England on a romantic date to Giverny, visiting Monet’s gardens and house. Yet, he knows he'll have to compete with the flowers for England’s love and attention.
"Recognition struck like a jolt—surely not. England leaned forward, staring as France brought the car to a stop.
“…You didn’t,” he whispered. His mouth slightly parted, overcome for a moment. It was not just a date—it was Giverny.
Francis turned to him, eyes warm, lips curling with quiet pride. “For you, of course I did. Giverny is ours for the day. The gardens and the house too. Just you, me, and the flowers, mon coeur, no one else.”Bookmarked by JokerSmiles
07 Oct 2025
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"The wooden door swung open.
Inside, England lay curled on the bed, covered only by the blanket France had managed to find. His breathing was shallow, his limbs stiff. At the creak of the door, he stirred, blinking sluggishly; his mind took too long to catch up.
Then he saw him.
Scotland stood in the doorway, casting a long shadow over the dimly lit room.
England blinked. His mind lagged behind his senses. A nightmare, he thought numbly. Of course it was a nightmare. He had seen him standing there before, too many times to count.
But nightmares didn’t breathe.
Nightmares didn’t step closer."1308... What if Scotland comes back to see why France is taking so long… and decides to do it again, and make France watch?”
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- Part 3 of Siege of Aberdeen
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07 Oct 2025
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In the 1600s, England and France, bound by time and tenderness, share a night steeped in quiet passion. Amid tangled sheets, their kisses linger, and eager yet reverent touches speak of a love long nurtured. Desire breathes slowly between them, patient and profound, as adoration and longing entwine in a delicate, unspoken promise.
France, lounging on the edge of their bed, was watching him with that look again—the one he always wore like a second skin when he was with him, all bad concealed reverence and fondness wrapped together.
England glanced over, narrowing his eyes. “You’re staring.”
France tilted his head slightly, golden hair falling to one side. “Mon cher, I enjoy beautiful things. I think I’m allowed to look.”Bookmarked by JokerSmiles
07 Oct 2025
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Year 1308.
France arrives too late.
The siege is won, the Scottish castle reclaimed—but what he finds in a dimly lit hut, crumpled and unmoving on a cold bed, tells him the cost of that victory. England lies there, barely breathing, his gaze hollow.
And then, the horrific truth crashes over France. It steals the breath from his lungs, twisting into something jagged and unbearable, and the weight of it crushes him.
Scotland has taken his due, piece by unforgiving piece. And France—blind, oblivious—has helped make it possible, his support marching alongside Scotland’s vengeance.
The past cannot be undone. Yet, as grief and guilt threaten to unmake him, France does the only thing he can do for England. He stays.Series
- Part 2 of Siege of Aberdeen
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07 Oct 2025