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I find you in the Dreamtalia tag only to discover you don’t draw any Dreamtalia fanart the irony is impeccable

HONESTLY...... My darkest secret is I haven't even finished Dreamtalia so IDK when I'd draw fanart. I'm a poser. A liar and a fraud

#i really should its been so long #i finished eerrmmm chinas section and then stopped a month or so ago and havent gotten back to it #if i draw drmtalia fanart itll be so basic like *posts reve* *posts reve* *posts the devil* *reve again* #salem.txt #im just a tumblr freak from back in the days when canon urls were popular #so when i saw this url was free i was like hoooolllyyyyy shit i have to have it

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middle school au america stuff for @cowboy-robooty, a personal hc under the cut :)

(norway has longer hair becauseee i wanted to :D i think it suits him)

al and ivan are rivals but only in terms of humour. al is more popular and his jokes get a more immediate reaction so he thinks he's "winning", but technically ivan's humour is more mature and more clever. al makes up for his shortcomings with his reputation and charm.

al also depends more on meme culture while ivan's jokes are more original. ivan is also more classy so the teachers find him funnier (the teachers like al too but dont really get his humour, they just know other kids really like his jokes so whatever makes him happy). ivan's presentations are also generally wittier and more memorable than alfred's especially since he's quieter, but ivan doesnt get along with other students at all so he doesnt get a chance to shine otherwise.

#the unce is like a psychic wave attack on me but its so real

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oui

#loml

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germany with his hair down is INCREDIBLY precious to me

(me too vene)

#hair down germany was and is such a gift #hes so cute. everyone should like him all the time forever

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unfortunately I’m still making these.

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bros being bros

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okay who do I gotta smooch to get someone to draw Alfred dressed as Arthur Morgan

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Doing it Right

Rating: T

Pairing: Fruk

Word Count: 758

Author's Note: Kind of a self-indulgent fic I came up with instead of sleeping based on the recent translation.

Francis exited the meeting hall, head held high. Another successful attempt at getting under Arthur’s skin. Now, of course, Arthur was easy to rile up, but Francis had a special touch, able to get him both flustered and angry in a matter of seconds. After all, he knew Arthur better than anyone else.

But now, in the quiet of the evening and golden paint of the setting sun, the heat of the moment simmered to embers. Was their relationship really nothing beyond politics? Were they merely allies, bound together by a piece of paper and nothing more?

What a way to sour the mood…

Francis returned to his hotel room, now feeling heavy. He threw on his pajamas and crawled into his bed. But his mind continued to spiral. What was supposed to be a fun, light-hearted source of banter was becoming more and more depressing by the minute.

They were all too aware of what was the cause of this sudden shift to melancholy. Though they refused to admit it even to themself, Francis had been in love with Arthur for well over a century. Perhaps even multiple centuries, though before the 1900s, Francis had been deep in denial about it.

His wallowing was cut short by a knock at the door. Fixing his hair and throwing on a t-shirt, Francis stumbled over to the door.

Arthur stood on the other side, a bouquet and a bottle of wine in hand. His face was a deep shade of red, and his eyes roamed around, never landing on Francis.

Francis’s jaw literally dropped at the sight. The proper thing to do would be to let the Englishman in or tell him to go away, but Francis was frozen in place, words caught in his throat.

“Are you going to let me in?” Arthur scoffed.

Francis let out a strangled noise at the back of his throat before moving away to let their guest in wordlessly. He watched as Arthur placed the bottle and flowers on the desk and draped his suit jacket on the back of the chair. The Brit rolled up his sleeves, exposing his forearms and causing Francis to audibly gulp

"What's all this?" Francis finally asked.

"I…” Arthur said softly, all his former suaveness dissipating, “I-I want to do this right... a-and in private."

"Wha--"

"You're very special to me Francis.” Arthur took hold of Francis’s hands roughly. “I wouldn't be who I am today without you. Sometimes I wonder if I would even be here at all. Whether I've liked it or not, you have been a constant in my ever-changing and fragile world a-and… I can’t bear the thought of losing you. I… I-I love you. Not just as a friend, or lover… It's something… Indescribable really, but beyond all that.”

Francis smiled softly. "How long did it take you to rehearse that?"

"A century or so."

Francis's cheeks burned. They were expecting some witty reply, a joking “a couple hours or so.” But this…All this time…It made their heart flutter.

"But I meant every word," Arthur stated, squeezing Francis's hand.

"I-I know… Oh, Arthur…Wow, I've dreamed of this, I'm just trying to process it all."

Arthur chuckled. "We've waited this long. Take all the time you need darling."

Under the loving gaze Francis never thought possible, the Frenchman felt himself melting. But he was not about to stammer like a lovesick schoolgirl (though he felt like one at that moment), he pulled Arthur close, wrapping his arms around the other’s neck. He buried his nose in Arthur’s unruly yet soft hair, the faintest scent of the ocean. The saltwater had never truly left him after all these years it seemed.

“Je t’aime aussi mon petit lapin…" Francis whispered, “This is what I’ve wanted for so long.”

Arthur smiled against Francis's neck. “Me too.”

Francis pulled Arthur even closer but lost their balance in the process falling back onto the bed, and pulling Arthur down on top of him. He giggled at the sight of Arthur above him, red-faced, eyes scanning over him. Was this what they called being undressed with someone’s eyes?

“Arthur,” Francis purred, smirking, “Something you want?”

Arthur buried his face in the crook of Francis’s neck. “N-No. I-I mean…I just want to…stay like this.”

Francis couldn’t help but beam. “Okay.”

And so, the two just laid there, tangled in each other as the sunset. Until the time for dinner came around and they went back into their usual habit of bickering, though this time, wrapped up in each other’s arms.

#HE/THEY FRANCE? #DEAR LORD..... YOURE SSOOOOOOO INTELLIGENT #sorry this was so sweet and so romantic but i zoomed in on the they pronouns #had to do a double take like..... is this real... and IT WAS

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“Nice argument. Unfortunately, ”

#KDNDKENFKSNDKSNEJFJF

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I’ve been binging Philamena Cunk and seriously??? If she got her hands on an interview opportunity with Britain??????

Keep reading

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as a fellow fruk shipper, what are your fruk headcanons?💌

the recent manga strip reminded me of my love for fruk 😔💖 I'm not too good or creative with headcanons (some of the might just be canon), but here are some:

England speaks French better than France speaks English, but they both refuse to use the other's language around them, so they just speak their own language to communicate

Deep down they' arebest friends and they know they can always rely on each other, but they will never show this in public with other nations around

They both behave like old men, not the best with technology and a bit traditional in their ways

They don't realise how dependant on each other they are until they take a step away. Then they understand just how much of a comfort the constant presence is though they won't admit this out loud

When they are away from each other they will buy things that remind them of each other as small gifts when they meet again. "England/France would really like this so I'll buy it for him"

They're just super sweet with each other when alone 💖

#'england/france would like this so ill buy it for him' the way that this is the pinnacle of romance and relationships

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Trockne Blumen

#this is one of my favorite drawings of belarus ever i have it saved on my fucking phone #shes gorgeous i love belarus 😭

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when alfred wants to hang out with matthew he texts him do you want to play outside and matthew is like we are 300 years old. yeah i do want to go play

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