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[2013-09-09 22:07:38 +0000 UTC]
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Watching: 68; Pageviews: 3974; Comments Made: 132; Friends: 68
# About me
name; Francis Bonnefoy
gender;Male
species; Nation of France ;; Giant
sexuality; Bisexual
height; Around 60 meters tall, almost 70
date of birth; July 14th
backstory; At this point, it seems like Francis just never learns his lesson when it comes to magic; after snooping around Arthur’s spellbooks, he came across a growing spell – in which he read aloud due to curiosity- only to find himself growing to an astonishing height of a little more than 60 meters, rendering him as a giant. Though, he did end up practically crushing Arthur’s house in the process, not that he meant to, anyways. Ever since his massive change in size, Francis still hasn’t found a way to change himself back, unfortunately; thus, he remains at such a height for the time being.
personality Francis can be easily classified as a ‘gentle giant’ at this height, and is actually very kind and careful when he handles much smaller people. The only time he’d ever harm someone at this size would be accidentally, or if they ended up getting on the foul side of this Frenchman; which, as you can see, wouldn’t be someone who would be wise to mess with for the moment. However, due to his large height, Francis often gets famished, and when his hunger is beyond control, the best choice would be to flee or find a way to get him something to eat before he looks to the nearest food source available.
♥ I n v e n t o r y ♥
- 20 €
- Comb
-Blue Ribbon ;; to tie up hair
-Cracked IPhone
-Ripped spellbook page ;; the one he used to make himself grow
# Comments
Comments: 131
(...Oh dear god...imagine if a giant spain was here....deadliest BTT eva!xD)
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"Hallo Françis" Saxony walked over to him "sorry~" she blushed sorry for Napoléon and stuff ya know" she saw him in the eyes "that dosent mean i forgive you "
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(Cuz I can-)
".....nineteen....twenty! Ready or not Mattie, I'm coming!" Alfred yelled excitedly at the oak tree he was counting from, immediately toddeling away to try to find his little nation sibling. Arthur allowed them both to play in the open fields, the Britsh man silently reading from a little far away tthough still in eyesight. Matthew giggled softly as he was hiding within the taller patches of grass, wondering if he'll actually be able to find him. Unaware of his surroundings, all the teensy Canadian did was just wait, lying flat down on his stomach, a pudgy, adorable hand sniffing a daisy in content.
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At the end of the world conference, Canada just quietly got up after everyone left, not that anyone would truly notice and went out the door. Ignoring the usual bickering of England and America, the two nations that held cares for deeply as his own family no matter how much drama happens, and ignoring Russia's dark aura around China, he especially tried to block out his brother's annoying and loud self. Honestly how can people assume he looks just like him?
Yes there are many similarities for physical appearance but there are tiny yet obvious things that stand out like the style of their hair, their eye color, the way their erogenous zone is made/styled, hell even the way they dressed to the conference meetings are different! Oh well, what's the point of complaining, even if it is to himself... when no one will listen, much less notice or see his distress on the subject? Sighing, the Canadian walked down the never ending hall, eventually reaching the brass doors and getting out into the warm sunlight, hoping to walk back home. It seemed normal..what with the blue skies, fluffy white clouds drifting by, thundering tremors- wait..what?
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< //jaeger voice "i'm going to kill all the titans" >
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{{//hellyes snk-}}
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(HORY SHEET YOUS ARIVE!;3; *glomps and snuggles*)
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{{sQUEALS OH HI-
//glomped}}
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(//snuggles ankle
...Which sin you want?xD *psssshh totally not reading any posts on yo wall*)
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{{omfg umm-
Gluttony~}}
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(So you know..if Francis swallows him..he'll eat his way through his stomach..)
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Draven few over to the Frenchman and landed in front of him, "Ello France."
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(/ enter a mister England. )
(/ oh lookie, he's dressed in an attire that consists of 3D maneuver gear and a scouting legion jacket. )
(/ look at them skinny jeans. )
Oh Francis, dear-
I've been stalking up on Kiku's manga as of late. I just happened to find one called attack on titan.
I found it to be very
interesting
(/ readies blades. )
(/ oh u better run )
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//turns around oh hey there-
//England what up with the clothes is he okay
//Francis blinks, raising an eyebrow, then grins widely.
"Oh! Kiku's told me about that, I rather like it.."
//he just sorta trailed off after seeing those blades
//sHIT
//sHIT
//SHIT
//Backs up a little
Oh, mon Dieu.
//iDIOT RUN DAMMIT
//just gonna
//sPRINT AWAY NOW YEAH
//good boy Francis
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(/ He pauses for a moment, giving the other a few seconds to a head start before beginning to chase after him. )
You can run, but you cannot hide, Francis !!
(/ The Englishman launches towards the running Frenchman, landing on his back before climbing up by gripping his shirt. )
(/ Enter evil chuckle here. )
(/ He continues to climb and climb until he reaches the other's shoulder. )
(/ Lifts his blades with a ever so mischievous expression. )
(/ u gon die man. )
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//skids to a stop
//is something on his back oh shit
//eek
//aRTHUR NO
//Francis yelps and promptly reaches upward, plucking him up by the back of his uniform and holding out his arm like ew ew ew
Arthur!
//tiny whine
...
//wait a second damn he has an idea
//Francis's distressed expression shifts to a playful, lopsided grin.
If you want to play Attack on Titan, then it's fine with me. We'll follow along with Kiku's manga-
But, it seems like I'll have to be the titan.
//teasingly licks lips
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(/ He gasps in surprise as he is plucked and held by his jacket, and dangles helplessly. )
F-Francis !! Let me go you ugly frog- !!
(/ His squirming and kicking slows down as he notices the Frenchman's devious smile. )
(/ Arthur stares, his bright emerald eyes widening and his face blanched in horror. )
U-Uh
.... O-Oh lord-
(/ He begins to thrash and squirm, and once or twice attempts to stab Francis's hand with his blades, but alas his arms are too short and he misses. )
S-Stupid beardy- !!
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Why should I? You're supposed to be the human soldier, oui?
//Francis smirks playfully, and licks his lips slowly once more.
You look a little pale, ma cherie. Something wrong..?
//He laughs a little, amused, then reaches over with his other hand and gently plucks away one of the blades.
Unfortunately for you, I actually am rather hungry. I suppose you could suffice for now~
//yO ARTHUR
//dO SOMETHING OR YOU WILL GET NOMMED
//Francis smiles rather calmly, and opens up his mouth, dangling Arthur over it.
//dO SOMETHING FRENCHIE IS BEING SERIOUS-
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(/ Arthur continues to squirm and thrash, his face more panic-stricken, horrified then ever. )
f-franCIS YOU ASSHOLE S-STOP THIS IS N-NOT FUNNY - !!
S-STOP IT STOP IT STOP T-THIS IS- !!
(/ He clings to the larger nations fingers in desperation, his body trembling in pure horror as he glances down to view the gaping trap of death that was his mouth. )
F-FRANCIS- !!!
(/ A terrorfied scream rips from his throat as he thought he felt Francis's fingers slipping. With that he begins to sob, his tears smearing against the Frenchman's skin to which he was clawing at. )
(/ wow good job you made him cry wow. )
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//Arthur no
//no no don't-well shit he's crying
//The moment Francis hears that awful scream, his eyes widen in alarm - promptly, he closes his mouth and peers at the crying Brit, azure eyes flickering with immense regret and guilt.
//he actually wasn't joking tho he'd eat him just not hurt him-
//francey didn't mean to make him cry oh noes
//The tears of the smaller Brit yanked viciously at Francis's heart; quickly, he lowered Arthur into his hand, cupping him gently and wrapping his fingers around his torso.
"Shh..ma cherie, I won't hurt you, please don't cry."
//Uses his index finger to gently wipe at Arthur's wet cheeks,
"Mon Dieu, I'm sorry, I got ahead of myself. Shh, it's alright."
//He coos; he would have liked to kiss the little Brit, though he figured that just might scare him a bit more.
"Don't be afraid."
//He feels so guilty right now-
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(/ Arthur's sobs continue to choke out as he attempted to collect himself. )
(/ He trembles within Francis's fingers, reaching up and whipping his tears away on his sleeve messily. )
(/ The Englishman refuses to reply to the other's apologizes, instead he keeps his head downwards so that his choppy golden locks hide his crying face. )
(/ This continued for a few seconds until he suddenly pulled out his other blade, his sobs turning into subtle hums of mischief. )
(/ ohhh shit. )
N-Never let your guard down, Francis-
(/ He then slips out of his grasp and jumps onto the Frenchman's nose, then climbing up his head. )
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//Francis worriedly peers down at the crying Englishman, guilt shining in his eyes.
Hey..
//His voice is soft, an attempt to soothe Arthur.
//He frowns, very gently beginning to rub Arthur's back with his thumb as he listens to the little man sob. //Though, he blinks a few times and pales as Arthur took out his weapon-
//shit shit shit
//oh god no
//Francis yelps a little in surprise, feeling the little Englishman scuttle along his nose-
//tINY BRIT ON HIS HEAD OH SHIT
Why, you little..!
//oKAY HES SORTA MAD AND PANICKED AT THE SAME TIME
//Francis huffs a bit and reaches up, about to grab the Brit.
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{| Asdfghjk Brilliant account! Thanks for the watch! c: || Maybe we could Rp sometime? <3 |}
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{{Of course~}}
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(/ He calmly roams around the corner. )
(/ His eyes staring downward at some papers resting within his hands. )
Francis, you've gotten really behind on your paperwork, you lazy frog.
When are you going to stop procrastinati-....ing.
(/ England gazes upwards, his eyes going wide and his face blanched in terror. )
(/ The papers are released from his hands and flutter to the ground, and he takes a step back. )
Fra...F-Francis ?!
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//Francis brightens at the sound of the familiar voice; though, he raised an eyebrow and glanced downward to see the little Englishman.
"Well..if you haven't noticed, I can't quite work so easily anymore, can I?"
//He smiled in amusement, though frowned afterward upon seeing the Brit's terror.
//Promptly, he reaches down and picks the Brit up, holding him carefully in his hands, fingers wrapping around his torso.
"Don't scream. I won hurt you, it's only me."
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(/ The male fidgets nervously, glancing down at the large fingers grasping his waist. )
O-Oh god-
(/ England then looked downward, marveling in horror at his current height. )
Oh god oh god-
(/ He hesitantly clings to Francis's fingers, as though worried that he might suddenly release him. )
The fact t-that it indeed is you, makes me want to scream.
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//He tilts his head slightly and brings the tiny Brit to eye level, holding onto him securely to make sure he didn't fall.
"Oh? You should be glad it's not another nation, otherwise you'd be in greater trouble, oui? At least I'm not Russia or America."
//He reminds Arthur softly, smiling a little in amusement.
"The 'worst' I could possibly do is drop you, or perhaps kiss you, though I've no intention of hurting you. Kisses won't do any harm, though."
//Francis teases playfully, then gently pets Arthur on the head with his thumb.
"Nonetheless.."
//Offers a shy smile
"Seems like now you know; I figured I couldn't hide what happened to me for too long."
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(/ Arthur listened intently to the other's words, constantly glancing downwards in worry. )
W-Well I suppose you have a point... If it where America, I'm sure he would have e-eaten me or something...
(/ He flinches instinctively as the other's thumb came in contact with his head, but he soon relaxed as he found Francis's touch to be rather soothing. )
(/ A small pout forms over his lips. )
I-I'm almost certain that I have no interest in receiving any kisses from you, frog. . .
(/ Oh that hostile behavior as always, though he still appeared to be nervous. )
Well o-obviously- I mean, everyone's going to find out sooner or later- Perhaps I should just inform them-
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//Francis smiled in amusement, tilting his head to the right before speaking.
"Oui, most likely. It's good that I ate earlier though, otherwise I'd be tempted."
//He's half-teasing, half-being-serious.
"Just joking."
//He gently continues to pet the top of Arthur's head, smiling softly.
"Oh? What's so bad about my kisses? I can't resist, you're just too adorable this tiny."
//He purred a bit, then lifted the tiny Brit to his lips, placing a very soft kiss on the top of his head. He smiles, then peers back down at Arthur after pulling his lips away.
"I'd be better if you did, but I don't want to cause alarm..It'd probably frighten an awful lot of people, though still, keeping it quiet would have a negative outcome, at one point or another."
//Francis sits down, cupping Arthur carefully in his hands, securely as well.
Telling people would cause an uproar, but not telling them would probably make things worse.
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(/ Arthur stares at him worriedly as he mentioned the possibility of being eaten, and does not laugh. )
(/ He does, however; subtly nudge his head into Francis's thumb. )
H-Hey wait a minuet-
(/ Instinctively, he tenses at the other's approaching lips thinkin oh noes he's gon eat me. )
(/ Nope false alarm.)
(/ Arthur exhales, as though he had been holding his breath, and pouts. )
(/ His face his flustered slightly. )
So I see you are in a very troubling dilemma, huh?
(/ He attempts to think of a better solution while holding onto one of Francis's fingers. )
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//Francis smiles at the feeling of the gentle nudge, then affectionately rubs Arthur's back with his index finger.
//He seemed amused by the reaction to the kiss, and chuckled a bit, satisfied.
//Though, he tilts his had afterward and manages a bashful little smile before speaking.
"Oui, well, about that.."
//He starts up the head-petting again, softly and gently.
"It was sort of my fault, really..I..Just, please don't get angry with me."
//He hesitated a bit, unsure.
"I was looking through your spellbooks, and casted a spell on myself, it's why I'm like this.."
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(/ Arthur gazes to the side in awkwardness as he ever so slightly arched against Francis's affectionate rubs, like a cat almost. )
(/ The other's mumbling caught his attention, and his awkwardness faded into suspicion. )
. . . .Well isn't everything always your fau-
(/ His eyes widen, and he instantly pushes away the Frenchman's thumb. )
I knew it !!
(/ He leans forward, almost escaping his grasp as he pointed a finger accusingly at him. )
How many bloody times have I instructed you to not touch my spell book? A Billion? Your ears must be filled with that stinky cheese you're always eating !
(/ Oh shit you better get back to the petting other wise he's gunna throw a fit. )
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//wELL SHIT that didn't go well-
//Francis blinks and manages an awkward smile, despite the little outburst, withdrawing his hand when his thumb was pushed away.
//He quickly wraps fingers around Arthur's waist, not wanting him to fall, and his smile fades as he sighs quietly.
Cher, just hear me out! I was just curious, I didn't think anything would really happen, but I was wrong, wasn't I? Besides, it's not the first time I've gotten into spell mishaps with your books. You should lean not to keep them out in the open.
//Resumes the petting, gently beginning to rub the top of Arthur's head in hopes of calming the pissy little Brit.
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(/ He gives the other a firm scowl, continuing to squirm in blind anger. )
You useless frog !! Those spells always lead to something bad when in the hands of a stupid frenchy like you- !
(/ Ouch thats gotta hurt om g. )
(/ He seems to calm down a tad after getting that out of his system, but is still seemingly very fed up. )
Well I hope you see the consequence of your dumb actions, Francis. I mean seriously, what kind of idiot just goes up and-
(/ He pauses as Francis begins to pet him again, and his shoulders slump and he closes his eyes. )
(/ Pouts. )
You're so troublesome-
A-And would you stop p-petting me?! It's embarrassing !!
(/ he lieks it so much tho. )
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//He winces a bit and sighs at the behavior, biting his lip and flinching slightly.
//Yep that hurt ouchie
//Francis waits a bit for the Brit to calm down, then sighs again-
Oui, I do. By now, I've learned my lesson. Sure, Francis, sure.
//He glances down at Arthur, then grins at the reaction to the petting.
//That pouting is adorable-
Why not? Nobody's here but us, you won't be embarrassed.
//More pets yes
//He continues to pet the little Brit, often giving him soft kisses on the head to go along with it
Mon Dieu, you're adorable.
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That's what everyone says !! I'm sure you'll do something stupid like this again !!
(/ He tries to ignore the other's petting, crossing his arms over his chest. )
W-Well I know that-...b-but it's still very embarrassing !!
I don't want some idiot like you pettin...-
(/ He trails off for a moment, his arms relaxing a tad. )
-...m-me all the goddamn time..-
(/ Arthur then gives in to the petting and, subconsciously of course; begins to slightly nuzzle into Francis's thumb. )
(/ If he where capable of such feline behaviorisms, he would most definitely be purring at the moment, saving for his pouts as he was kissed. )
(/ He lets out a sigh, his eyes seemingly droopy for a moment, as though the other's signs of affection where causing him to become sleepy. Oh yes, he did need that sleep. )
(/ Oh wait he perks up at francis's compliment. )
I-I am not !!
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//Francis sighs a bit, then rolls his eyes.
//Notices the Brit's relaxation, and smiles fondly down at the little Englishman.
//He feels the nuzzle and his smile widens into a look of satisfaction and amusement as he peers down at him, continuing to gently pet him.
//No shhh sleep Arthur here comes the petting again-
Of course you are, you're adorable.
//And here's another kiss
//Francis continues to gently run his index finger over the Brit's blonde hair, stroking and petting softly and as gently as he possibly could.
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(/ Arthur's eyes flutter for a moment before closing. )
...y-you stupid...
(/ He yawns, his head rolling back in a lazy manner. )
(/ He grumbles a little, his brows knitting together as he was kissed yet again. )
Ah.. F-Francis you..you stupid beardy..stop..
(/ The Englishman finally allowed himself to fully relax, his mouth agape slightly. )
(/ and there he is, asleep and defenseless. )
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//Oh my, what a cutie-
Shh..
//Francis smiles, watching curiously despite Arthur's words, growing amused as he finally realized the little Englishman had fallen asleep.
//He stops the kissing, but often pets him as he stands and walks to a cave, massive enough to fit the giant Frenchman.
//He enters the warm cave and sits down against the cave wall, nestled there and holding the little Brit gently, not wanting to wake him up.
//Eventually, Francis stops the petting and just cups Arthur in his hands securely, hoping it'd keep him warm and comfortable.
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(/ Arthur mumbles ever so slightly under his breath as the Frenchman relocated, not really minding the feeling of motion, or the warm, solid fingers that kept him safe despite his distance from the ground. )
(/ For a moment he shifts within Francis's secure hands, as though he where about to waken, but then his mind wanders back to sleep. )
(/ Oh how he so desperately needed sleep, since for the past few weeks he had been working his arse off. And everyone knew it. )
(/ During his rest he slightly clung to Francis's thumb, holding it close to him. )
(/ Gosh he could be so weird. )
(/ A few hours later he stirs, those same emerald eyes slowly fluttering open with a glazed expression. )
(/ He pauses, his hands slowly beginning to lift as he stares up at Francis, and then his foggy look transforms into one of fear. )
(/ He quickly stands, fumbling here and there before realization hits him and he remembers their little chat and the petting and the kissing. )
Y-You...stupid frog. You made me fall asleep.
(/ It's spoken with no real force in it, and is kind of slurred out due to his grogginess. )
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//Within those few hours, Francis had drifted off to sleep as well, but for just a short while before he woke back up to keep an eye on the little man in his care, though found it adorable how the little Brit had clung to his thumb earlier. Tiredly, he peers down upon feeling a bit of movement, tilting his head slightly a he watched Arthur stand up and peak.
//Francis smiles a bit in amusement, noticing the slurred, groggy tone; gently, he uses his index finger to brush back Arthur's ruffled hair then pet him briefly, before lowering said finger.
You looked like you needed the rest, ma petite Angleterre. You're cute when you're asleep.
//Francis chuckles quietly, then very gently gives Arthur a tiny nuzzle with his nose.
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(/ He lets out a sigh, running a hand through his unruly hair. )
I-I am not... !!
(/ He pouts, straightening his badly ruffled shirt and pants. )
(/ He'll have to iron those later tsk- )
(/ The Englishman blinks slowly as Francis's nose rubbed against him, and he pouted more. )
(/ With no other smart ideas on hand, he reached upwards and pinched his nose just for fun. )
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Oui, you are.
//Francis purrs slightly, through proceeds to squeak in surprise as his nose is pinched
Eek! Arthur!
//tiny whine
That wasn't nice, cher-
//Francis rubs his nose, then gently taps Arthur on the head with his finger, sighing
Hmph~
//He smiles a little this time, then purrs and gives him another nose nuzzle.
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