It was the dream he had grown with. To be a knight. To wield one of the very swords he had helped make. To make his family proud, but to forge his own path in doing so.
It was a dream he shared with many, no doubt. But there became one person in particular that Gilbert met on an ordinary market day whose parallel dream became important to him, too.
I wanted to wait for the final since it was such a good game!! El tiki taka of Spain won they had such a good possession of the ball but here you go he’s earned his second star ⭐️ when everyone probably doubted him this whole tournament lol
liking a ship but disliking the distinct set of stock fanon that they have been assigned is like one of those punishments dante came up with when he wrote the worldbuilding for hell in inferno
After a long day I think Netherlands likes to get scratched and his hair petted… like a bunny– but only when he’s alone with Spain or else he pretends it’s never a thing lmfao
But then when Spain has had enough he just dead-weights himself on Spain knowing it won’t get him moving whoops
The first rule of fandom is have fun. The second rule of fandom is find an enabler and become an enabler. Yes you should write that fic. What if it was even hornier? What if it was angstier? What if you wrote it just for me?
After suffering his first defeat, Captain Antonio questions himself. He recalls every command to figure out what went wrong, and wonders how he'll not only fix his ship, but motivate what's left of his crew.
Fortunately, there's a solution. Beyond a permanent fog lies Garmr's Grip, a cove which will aid both ship and sailors, and heal their captain's battered spirits.
This is my first piece for @hetalia-20-anniversary-zine to celebrate the series!
Congratulations to everyone who participated to make this zine happen! Everyone’s pieces look amazing, and I’m so happy i could be part of this milestone!
In Finnish folklore, a person was thought to not just possess a single soul, but several different spiritual forces. All of which had unique roles in the whole being.
Henki was the literal life force that kept the body alive, as it was responsible for vital bodily functions and consciousness. This ancient word still appears in the modern Finnish expressions such as "henki pois" and "menettää henkensä" , both of which mean that someone has died. Traditionally, when a person passed away, it was important to open the windows of the house so their Henki could leave to the Underworld. Otherwise, the deceased would remain behind as a restless ghost that haunted the home.
Itse represented a person's identity; the self. It encompassed one's personality, temperament, and all the traits that made someone who they were. This belief was connected to the tradition of passing names down through generations. It was thought that the soul of a deceased relative could be reborn within a newborn child, if the child received that relative's name. Parents might therefore choose the name of a particularly brave, wise, or respected ancestor in the hopes that the child would inherit those same qualities.
Luonto or Haltija, was the part of the soul responsible for a person's health and well-being, sometimes thought to be an actual "guardian spirit". Illness, addiction, or psychological distress were thought to be signs that a person's Luonto had weakened or been lost. Some people were believed to be born with a particularly strong Luonto (vahvaluontoinen), enabling them to endure great hardships. While others were considered born "weak-minded" (heikkoluontoinen), making them more vulnerable to life's challenges.
Finally, Finns spoke of Etiäinen; the part of the person's soul that moved ahead in another timeline or layer of the universe. Etiäinen could appear as a premonition, omen, or the uncanny feeling of having already experienced a moment before it actually happened. People might hear someone's footsteps or voice before the person actually arrived, believing their Etiäinen arrived first. Even today, Finns sometimes say they get "etiäinen" which is the ominous feeling that something is about to happen.
In the context of Hetalia, I think this folklore belief would be a wonderful way for Finland to explain and construct his own immortality. It would make sense that he would believed his immortality or whole existence was the result of his multiple souls in action!