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Austria: If you found out you had one day left alive, what would you do with it?
Germany: Say goodbye and mend my relationships
Hungary: Something illegal
Switzerland: Accept my fate
Prussia: I would message ten people on Facebook saying if they didn't forward the message to ten people, I would die tomorrow
Germany: Holy fuck, Gilbert?
Hungary: That's fucking awesome. Can I change my answer?
More Hetalia characters in ExtraCredits style
i love women
happy pride month i am going goo goo gaga over buff she/theys
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Oh my god there’s a lot of these…
Also, I changed Switzerland’s name after it was brought to my attention. Feel free to correct me, especially with names that aren’t using the Roman alphabet. I’m CPing these names from Wiki ^^;
Italy: Prussia, why does Miss Hungary call you baby girl?
Prussia: Haha, let’s stop talking for a while!
Italy: Mr. Austria, why does Miss Hungary call you baby girl?
Austria: Well, it all started when-
"Well it's like he said, I'm an Outdoor girl!" Hungary as Persephone from Hadestown! They just seem so similar in vibes for me so i needed to draw her as the Lady of the Underground!
It’s Women’s Day, so I drew my favorite woman <3
I think Nyo!Prussia looks better with short hair.
Some basic coloring. I'll try to do something more substantial later.
AustriaxPrussiaxHungary is my OT3 in no real order of topping. >v> Like, any form of that is nice, even if one of them is excluded uwu Nyotalia of them is ESPECIALLY NICE~~ THEIR NYO DESIGNS ARE SO FUCKING PRETTY LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH.
I like the idea of Hungary as a dom.
Merry christams for everyones
Ghostbusters AU with European Quartet
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Very First Kiss
“You’re hurt.” The boy heard someone say and his purple shaded eyes widened. He knew that voice and he knew exactly who it belonged to.
That voice had spoken to him with obvious malice too many times before to be forgotten. Austria wouldn’t be able to run away now.
The other boy had always been faster than him, and now that he had badly injured his leg he was barely able to move forward at all. As he stared at it he could see the amounts of blood streaming from the wound on his leg where he had torn it open as when he had taken a fall down a hill with a deep slope.
“Stay away.” He yelled repeatedly as loudly as he was able to manage. His best was not good enough however, as he looked at the figure that continued to approach him. It was only a matter of moments before he would get beaten up again and he raised his arms in front of him. Instinctively, because it would be as useful as attempting to run away from the other.
“Just stay there and it will be over soon.” Tears began to gather in young Roderich’s, as he was sometimes called, eyes. He didn’t want to go this soon. He was sure he could become great, was meant to become great. His boss had told him so.
“Don’t cry.” The voice told him and the next thing Austria heard was the sound of tearing fabric. His curiosity at hearing the sound enabled him to blink away his tears for a moment.
As he did that and managed to get a proper look at one of his usual tormentors, he was confused that the other boy was wearing a dress. The bottom of the dress had a rather large tear in it and as the boy in a dress came even closer, the Austrian realized the boy held part of his dress in his hand.
Kneeling before him, the bully started to wrap the piece of fabric around his injury. “It’s not that bad. Just a nasty scrape really. It will heal soon.” Just as the end of the fabric was tied to keep the make shift bandage in place other voices could be heard yelling and the strange bully stood up quickly.
“I have to go now. You’ll be alright.” Already running away, he called after the person that was now so confusing to him. “No, I will not be alright.”
At that the other stopped and ran back just to fall on their knees. “You will be. I know you are strong.” Saying that Hungary bend down and placed a gentle kiss on top of the make shift bandage before running off for real this time.
Watching the back of the slowly disappearing figure, Roderich softly cradled his injured leg and waited for Switzerland to find him and bring him home.
No one had ever kissed him before.
His first kiss.
Day 2: First
(Hungary becoming more feminine after learning she isn’t a boy, instead of being forced into being more feminine (wearing dresses and stuff.) under Austria’s rule.)