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character bingo for madagascar?
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im lob her.
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peonycats · 11 months
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MISC ART DUMP 4
from top to bottom, left to right:
Turkey, Uzbekistan (Uzbekistan goes on Turkey’s podcast)
Lebanon, Palestine (The dress leb is wearing came frm one of zuhair murad’s collections btw)
Singapore (Oh you’re dominant and sterile? Why don’t you make sure your paper work is laminated and sterilized?)
Bahrain (subscribe to her channel right now 😡😡)
Israel, Singapore (some art i drew for a meme lol)
Bahrain, Azerbaijan, Iraq (This is so old so that’s why like Iraq and Azerbaijan look weird haha)
Madagascar (This was an Instagram art trade for a mutual’s beautiful madagascar oc!!!)
Aztec Empire, Mexico (Insta art trade for @dahliamorena​‘s lovely mexico oc and aztec oc!!)
BONUS:
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ask-mauritius · 3 years
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[ According to the most popular (Gen 1) Pokemon per country, here’s the Indian Ocean Commission with theirs! ]  
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candiedpapaya · 3 years
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Non-White November Day 7 - Madagascar
I tried to use Beautiful World-style shading with my art style, I’m not sure how much I like it but the eyes are cool.
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aph-australia · 5 years
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yo does anyone want these URLs
miss-monaco
aph--egypt
aph-madagascar
you have to use them tho, i don’t want them to be hoarded
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im-exploding · 4 years
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Hetalia Art Dump!
Cuz of a Challenge in Instagram Lol
Credit Me if repost
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Conversation
Meanwhile, in USUK
England, scoffing: Don't you think there's more to life than steak?
America, to his plate of steak: *Gasp* He didn't mean that, baby. No, no, no!
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ohnohetaliasues · 6 years
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Madagascar OC
(Kat)
Okay, I've decided to do some Hetalia reviews. I found this one on another blog. 
Representing Country/City: Madagascar Human Name: Brandie Nicknames: Brand 
Brandy, or in this case, Brandie is a dutch name. It means burnt wine. There are many Malagasy names that would make much more sense.
Gender: Female. Age: 16 Birthday: December 1, 1999 
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Uh, this date has no relevance whatsoever to Madagascar. It should be June 26th, as that is Madagascar's independence day. Don't put the year. Countries are too old to know the exact date of their birth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Personality: Brandie is kinda of shy and sometimes talk, she always help other if they need her help and Brandie is always making everyone happy, sometimes she feels she not beautiful. 
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This... makes no sense.
But from what I gathered, this personality is sort of bland.
Hobbies: drawing Manga, singing
May I ask why her hobby is drawing manga when she isn't a Japanese nation? Why do OC creators involve manga in these things? Do not do this unless relevant, such as when the country (ex: America) is a large consumer of anime and manga products.
Likes: Lemurs, reading Manga, watching anime, helping animals/people Dislikes: being made fun of, doesn’t like fighting, letting everyone down Fears: everyone hating her, not able to be a country anymore, 
Lemurs is fine, but not much else. I just covered why the anime/manga thing is bad, and the rest of the characteristics are just traits belonging to normal people.
Also, her likes/dislikes should reflect onto her country. Do they? No, of course they don't.
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Blood Type: O Height: 5’’
That's fairly accurate, be in by coincidence or on purpose, probably the former rather than the latter.
Weight: 163
If the creator is using pounds, which I assume they are, then their character is obese. This is inaccurate, seeing as only 1.6 of the Malagasy population is obese as of 2008. 
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Hair: long brown hair down to her back Eyes: brown eyes Outfit - [what she’s wearing up top], sometimes a red beautiful flower dress Jewelry: a locket Piercings: Ear’s
There's no picture, so let's hope her skin isn't pale. And if you're going to add an outfit, please detail the military uniform.
Family : France [brother], Canada [brother]
Um, France had more colonies than just Canada and Madagascar, so please add those.
Friends: England, China, Poland, Ukraine,  Japan, Germany, Sealand, Baltrics, Austria  Belarus, and Switzerland Best Friends : Italy, Prussia, America, Poland, Russia, Hungary, Liechtenstein
Um. No. None of these have strong relations with Madagascar. I will use this gif once more:
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Also, Prussia? No. Prussia was dissolved. She would have had no contact with him.
Enemies:Belgium, 
If she has a crush on Spain, allow me to throw myself off of a bridge.
Crush: Spain, Romano, Prussia, Romania, Iceland and England
None of these make sense.
And I called it. Crush on Spain. 
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Pet: Two Lemurs name Mort and Bailey History: Unknown. 
Mort is the name of one of the lemurs from the Madagascar Franchise. And why Bailey? And finally, you didn't even take the time to RESEARCH HER HISTORY?!
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IT IS IMPORTANT TO DO YOUR RESEARCH.
That's all for this OC. Overall, she just comes off as a self insert. Her history isn't even there, her appearance isn't explained in depth, and no representation is found.
I'll see you guys later!
~Kat
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tenduw · 4 years
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Aph Country of the week - Layout (Monday to Wednesday)
Hi everyone, thank you for the positive responses to my idea! I just wanted to share what my plan for the week will be starting from next week.
Monday to Wednesday - Research days
So at midnight (GMT) every Sunday, I will post who the aph Country of the week will be. I have decided who next week's will be already but I am always open to suggestions, so if there is a country you have in mind, please feel free to send me an anonymous suggestion.
I feel like I should also clarify that the aph Country of the week does not have to be a canon character in the series. So if you want Madagascar to be the country of the week, suggest it! This is why there are going to be research days!
Now what are the research days?
Basically, from Monday to Wednesday, I am going to try and post the general history of the country onto here. I am also going to research different customs the country may have, what relations the country has with other nations and summarise anything I find from articles or YouTube videos.
I am fully aware that not everyone will be invested in my idea every week from now on, so I would like to provide the content and research that many of you may need for the fan appreciation days of the week later on.
Of course, I hope not to do this alone, and would encourage you guys to help out with research and share anything that you feel is relevant to the country. Also, if you live in what country is picked or have a relative from the country, please share your/your relatives experiences as a resident or what your interpretation of that country may be.
A problem we tend to have when it comes to creating hetalia ocs is that we don't do enough research into them, so I think this would be a good way to try and tackle that issue. Not only that, but we could change our opinions on canon characters, and start reimagining our headcanons for the country.
Thank you for reading ^^
P.s. The next post will be for Thursday, Friday and Saturday (Please reblog and reshare this, so more people can see it)
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bubblyernie · 6 years
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Aph Seychelles and Madagascar are my new favourite hetalia wlw ship all other posts are cancelled I’m so in love with them.
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Hello there! Which country/ countries do you think would love a s/o who is into cottage core? What about dark academia? Ooh! What about some aesthetics that you like??
Hello, Lovely~!
I regret to say that when I first started working on this ask, I was only going to delve a little bit into each of your questions, but my heart insisted on expanding each answer for you, and... Well...
I'll be dividing this into two different posts, as everything together is far too long to put into a single answer. ^_^;
In general, I don't think the Nations would be particularly attracted to someone for their aesthetic per say. In order to approach this, I instead tried to picture which of the Nations would likely mesh best with said aesthetics, and a few scenarios were born.
First up is Dark Academia, which kind of veers a bit more into the gothic/horror vibes than I was anticipating, but came to absolutely love as I went along.
Hope you enjoy!
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Dark Academia:
Austria
Roderich has always been a perfectionist, often spends hours practising each day.
He's often finding inspiration for his compositions in seemingly the most mundane moments, has ruined many a journal and napkin with his frantic, sporadic writing, scribbling away in shorthand with almost a manic zeal.
You never fault him for it; he breathes music, each inhale and exhale just another crescendo and decrescendo in an ever-changing, uncharted symphony.
Recently however, he's lost his footing, loses his sense of direction even in his favourite concert halls.
You often catch him falling asleep at the piano, rehearsing long into the night, the calluses on his fingertips broken and crusted with dried blood.
The room is always a mess now; spilled ink coats crumpled, scattered music sheets, wax from the candelabra has melted down and solidified on the runner, one of the chairs has been broken in what you pray was an accident.
In the passing, fleeting, yearning moments when he steps away from it all, those rare moments when you coax him to eat and drink, to bathe, to sleep-
He rambles almost incoherently about the perfect symphony- frenetically, feverishly- pleads with you to help him, to ground him, to rid him of the thrice-damned refrain.
He is haunted- nay, plagued- by the song, obsessively begins to rewrite over-and-over again, cursing himself, cursing his limitations.
It kills you to see him in such a state, a witness to the near discordant harmony of anguish and ambition.
You ache to stop him, to ensure this spectre never haunts another living soul.
But you've heard it yourself, just enough to know you can't stop him.
It took only a few, hypnotic measures for you to succumb to its spell, to this dangerous, intoxicating melody that will do anything to be heard.
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Belarus
Natalya is hiding something from you, something that has her constantly looking over her shoulder, has her more guarded than ever before.
You knew from the very start that she keeps secrets, knows things that you can never know- and frankly never want to know.
She drew you in with her layers, a softness buried deep, hidden behind a sharp tongue, guarded by a sharper blade.
At first glance, there is no gentleness to be found, no weaknesses to perceive.
She is quick.
And sharp.
And lethal.
Yet you knew, as you know now, there is far more to her than meets the eye, a quiet kindness and vulnerability that can only be earned with time and patience.
She used to reveal that to you, so often in fact that you had forgotten what that brusqueness even looked like.
To see her resorting to her old habits alarms you, terrifies you, has you glancing over your own shoulders even while running your usual errands.
She sneaks out a lot more these days, slipping away into darkened alleyways, disappearing into the fog and the night.
You follow her, aching for answers only she can provide, only finding more questions with every step.
A sense of urgency and desperation creeps across your skin as you walk faster, and faster, and even faster still.
You have to know.
You have to know what secrets she's hiding, why she's hiding.
In this one instance, you can't let her go on her own, can't risk her shouldering this burden of knowledge alone.
You have to help her; you have to know the truth.
She leaves behind codes written on wrappers of her favourite biscuits, messages and warnings alluding to something she's anxious that you keep out of.
Her fears only fuel your curiosity, and it isn't long until you're breaking into her safe, pouring through half-burned file folders and unmarked floppy discs.
You'll find the truth here somewhere, just as you're sure you'll figure out where she's disappeared to for the past nine days.
You continue your search for answers- both hers and your own- and know they're following you now, just as they followed her.
This is a dangerous game, and the more you learn, the deadlier it becomes.
But she's counting on you, wherever she is.
You will not rest until you find her and- together- finally expose the truth.
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England
Arthur teaches you the power of words, a lesson you learn too late.
He lures you in with a bashful smile- always such soft smiles- and the perfect words.
He weaves them with practised ease and expert care, wields them as weapons only whenever truly necessary.
He always knows exactly the right words to say to you, never once stutters or second guesses, always speaks with a soft confidence that is just as beguiling and bewitching as his smile.
He introduces you to older and older texts, pages yellowed from age, the little sunlight entering the room scarcely offering enough visibility to make out each letter, to identify the source of the musty, metallic scent mingling with the dust and ancient leather.
When realisation finally strikes its fatal blow, you nearly drop the book in your alarm, its tawny sienna script striking you violently with nausea.
You frantically rush for the door, only half-aware of the creeping ivy, of the growing mist, focused only on your flight.
You're so close to escape before he's stopping you, crafting the perfect cage with a soft voice, gently luring you back in again-
Again and again as he has always done before.
Always such pretty words, always that soft, knowing smile.
You never think to question his isolation, never think to ask why he only meets you in empty corridors or forgotten rooms, never think to learn why no one else seems aware of him.
Every doubt that does come to mind, any question that arises beyond your obsessive, frantic studying-
Everything fades from thought with just the right words, whispered oh-so-gently.
It's only when you happen across an old, nearly forgotten legend that you begin to pull apart the deception, expose the hidden layers, read between the lines, and finally comprehend the gravity of your circumstance.
Words have power, he has told you- warned you- countless times.
He has always used such pretty words, such perfect words-
Words meant to charm and bind you.
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Madagascar
Sakina talks in her sleep, during those few nights when your schedules sync up.
You're used to her long, odd work hours, and have long grown accustomed to her dedication to the Lab.
But she's been... off, lately.
There's a restlessness in her tapping fingers, a sense of apprehension and tension hanging around her as she pours over old reports, haunted eyes constantly drawn back to the shore.
So little of it makes sense; you've learnt enough through your time together to vaguely understand the abstracts from the dozens of articles littering her study, but you don't understand the chaotic mess of half-finished formulas and unfamiliar symbols covering her whiteboard, nor do you see the correlation to the dozens of newspaper clippings she has taped sporadically about the room.
She's taken to reciting equations in her sleep now, constantly has nightmares about... It.
She's sleeping less-and-less, has exhausted your coffee stockpiles, repeatedly begs and warns you to stay out of the water.
You're desperate to understand what is stealing her away from you, desperate for answers, desperate to save her from whatever precipice her research has led her to.
She's so lost to her research that she scarcely notices your presence over her shoulder, never seems to notice when her desk is rearranged from your own reading.
Slowly, you are starting to understand her frantic scribbles, are starting to understand the connection between all the journals that, once, seemed to have no correlation whatsoever.
You have your suspicions, you have your doubts.
Yet you can't argue with the years of evidence, can't argue the facts right in front of you.
You desperately try to convince yourself that you're wrong, that she's wrong.
But the more you learn, the more certain you are of the truth, the more you begin to dread the very thing she's been studying all along.
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Thanks for the request, Lovely! I hope you enjoyed, and keep an eye out for some cottagecore soon~
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ask-mauritius · 3 years
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angel; is there anyone you’d do anything for?
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“Seychelles, much like the rest of the Indian Ocean Commission- I’ll do anything for them, no matter what.”
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aph-australia · 4 years
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Yo I'm releasing my saved urls cause I'm not gonna use them:
miss-monaco
aph-madagascar
aph--egypt
hws-belgium
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kieranculkincumslut · 7 years
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I’m forcing Alexis(ask-aph-fruk) to redraw one of those penguins of Madagascar comics she made at like 11 but with fruk, you’re welcome
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