El primero, más que un día histórico, es un momento histórico: ¡la franja del NO para el plebiscito de 1988 en Chile! En este plebiscito los chilenos determinaron si querían que Augusto Pinochet siguiera en el poder o que, en cambio, se iniciara un proceso transitorio hacia la democracia (para poder alcanzar posteriormente una democracia plena). Es por esto que se realizaron campañas para las dos posiciones políticas, existiendo así la franja del SI (que siga Pinochet) y la franja del NO (que no siga Pinochet), las que se transmitieron hasta la realización de los comicios. En el primer dibujo, José Manuel aparece como uno de los chicos alegres de la franja del NO ( Video de la franja del NO: link)
Luego, en la segunda imagen es el día histórico en si. El 5 de octubre se realizo el plebiscito. Existía mucho miedo porque habían rumores de boicot al plebiscito o de persecución, sin embargo, la participación alcanzo uno de los niveles más altos en la historia del país. Finalmente, con un 54,7%, ganó el NO y se inició un proceso de transición a la democracia pactada entre las fuerzas políticas del país.
Hay muchas cosas pendientes aún, pero es indudable que este ha sido uno de los momentos más relevantes en la historia contemporánea del país 🙂
Do you spend a lot of time focusing on famous authors that have been inactive for years, and fics that were published half a decade ago?
Do you miss the way the fandom used to be? Do you even feel like the fandom is dying and nobody is making fanworks as good as they used to be?
Well, I have some good news for you – Hetalia fanfic is alive and well, and there are many wonderful authors still active in our fandom!
So, where do I start looking?
Luckily, five other wonderful people from our fandom and i have put together a blog that has an archive of recently-written hetalia fanfic, just for people like you who want to find more fanfic and get to know more authors in the aph fandom but don’t know where to begin!
The HWD Official Blog is the Tumblr account for the Discord server we run – the Hetalia Writers’ Discord, a growing community of over 100 active writers! On the HWD, we come together to share our work, exchange feedback, support one anothers’ projects, make friends, get motivated to finish projects, and more! And we’re in the process of collecting all of the work of our writers on the HWD Official Blog , so that any and all of you lovely people in the fandom can check out what we have to offer!!
And we have it organized into an easy-to-use directory format just for you. Here’s how to get started browsing!
FANFIC: If you’re looking for fanfic in general and you don’t have a specific character or pairing in mind, this is the place for you! Our Fanfic tag includes only writing by our members – no blog maintenance, update or announcement posts – and includes all characters, ships, genres and ratings.
TAG DIRECTORY:This is the place to go if you’re looking for works that feature specific characters, pairings, ratings or genres! HWD is completely ship-neutral and hosts works of all pairings.
CREATOR DIRECTORY: This is the place to go to check out our wonderful writers by name, including their Tumblrs, their AO3 and FFN accounts, and more! This page was put together by Mod Sara, @kanadka !!!
Our directories are always being updated and added onto!! If you don’t see your favorite ship or character, don’t worry – we are still in the process of adding to our archive and categorizing all the fanfic we already have on our blog, and you’re sure to find more if you explore the general Fanfic tag!
But to help you get more of a feel for what we’re all about, here are some of my favorite fics from our writers!
Characters: Rome, Carthage, Etruria, Macedon, Ancient Greece, Ancient Egypt
Pairing: Carthage/Etruria
Rating: G
Genre: Historical, Drama
“—did this world feed you?
The pallid web of peace sticking the Mediterranean together since the last war is cut into pieces. To discuss just how unhappy the Romans are that Carthage is not dead yet, Carthage himself is called to Rome. Easier said than done, as he has been under the ancient equivalent of house arrest for years and is barely fit to board a boat. What’s worse, to test his limits, the living ghost nation must travel much deeper into Italy than anticipated. Along the way, Carthage faces supernatural feelings centuries-buried before he faces his final grave.”
“Missisippi, 1928. Alfred receives a new record for his Victrola. Upon trying to serenade his houseguest Toris with showtunes, he winds up being serenaded instead.”
One of my favorite passages from this fic: “In another life, the two of them are married and have a family. Toris wonders what their children would look like; it’s pointless speculation, of course, they can’t have children, but still, he wonders.”
A favorite passage: “Khulan trembled, burying herself into the Tibetan’s chest and feeling the week pulse of her friend’s heart.
The pulse sang a song Khulan had been listening to for 13 years, from the first time she met the crying girl who had fallen off her horse, to the first time they held hands when playing in the snow, to when the girl trailed behind her as she brought the hunt back home, smiling when Khulan returned to her day and night.”
“During less than a decade but spanning two millennia all the same, Hungary learns that she’s been missing out by not having gotten to know Belarus better, and she finds that maybe they’re just each other’s thing.”
Characters: Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Poland, Finland, Sweden
Rating: T
Genre: Alternate Universe
“Eduard thought he was living a normal life, with good friends and a future he was working hard towards. But the world he lives in is not what it seems when he finds himself plunged into a role that only existed in the comics that Feliks liked. But he isn’t alone in all this. He’s glad for it, considering monsters and portals showing up left, right, and center.”
Wonderfully creative Sailor Moon AU that Lilly has put a ton of hard work and love into!!!
“The young voivode Vladimir Dragulescu upon the death of his mother, decides to summon an Ancient Entity to carry his desire for revenge but ends up falling in love for such Being.”
“Given the choice to change his ways or face the consequences, Arthur is propelled from urban England to the American suburbs, putting up with all the drama, pettiness, and idiots that go with it.”
“He loved through a paper. Words that sang and touched his soul lighting fires in the deepest parts of his soul. Antonio was in love. If only who knew with who.”
“All I want is you gone,” says Australia. The imperial statutes, the English judges, the marks of foreign settlement, the hoisted flags – all of it escapes him in the moment. Later he might think it childish, but in the present, England is an all-encompassing entity. England’s absence is the absence of control.”
“At the beginning of the 1400s, the Teutonic Order was at the height of its power. Their navy ruled the Baltic and their Prussian cities were affluent enough to wholly cover the cost of maintaining the crusading army of the Teutonic Knights as a standing force. By 1435, the country was demoralised and discontented, trounced by a gang of heretics, and all but powerless. Here’s how it happened.”
And we have many, many more where these wonderful fics came from!
So check out our blog and take a look!! We are a growing community and we’re adding to our fic archives all the time, and with your support we can continue to grow and make this fandom a more creative, encouraging, and happier place to be!!! ❤
Summary: ‘And when the darkest hour strikes upon humanity, so does the sugary obsession only fools would mistake for love.’ US/UK. Apocalypse AU.
Warnings: R, contains violence, NSFW, and obscure themes. Take a look at the tags if you are sensitive to any subject.
a/n: First multi-chaptered fic I publish. It was originally a one-shot but I guess I got a little carried away. I was listening to Sia when I wrote this. By the way, October is awesome.
Arthur pushes his way through the path, cutting down the green creepers that seem to grow in the woods. He runs in a rapid manner in order to catch up with Gilbert, without letting go of Peter’s hand. The young chap is tired, he’s noticed, and it pains him to know the very little he can do now about it.
“Stay together. Follow me,” he hears Gilbert command. The Prussian’s sense of orientation always seemed to be stronger, so he complies the order. Striding down near them they can see a couple of walkers, oblivious to their presence. Gilbert makes a motion to hunt them down, but Arthur restrains him from doing so.
“We can’t waste time,” the blond says. Gilbert frowns but absents himself from commenting anything as a harsh sound enters through their ears. Their worried eyes collide, and Arthur feels dizziness rise upon him by instants.
“They’re near.”
Arthur is going to take a look at the others when a huge bang startles them. The Brit instantly slows down, followed by the rest of the crowd. They’re close. Too close.
He crawls to a group of bushes and makes a sign to the others. Then, Arthur holds his breath, while feeling shivers run through his spine.
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