#aph brussels

[the-enby-with-the-fox-ears]

Took a break from coloring my next request to work on this instead because i got bored. I just noticed I used the wrong watermark too…. oof…

[goldtracing]

1945 (Brussels)

Characters: America, Belgium

It was sickening to watch. Maybe it was just because she was thin to the point that her ribs were showing, maybe it was genuine disgust to the way Alfred was stuffing with one serving of chips after the other. Belgium suspected it was a combination of both. At first, she had thought that the change he had displayed once reuniting after not seeing each other since the 20s was restricted to his personality, but this new development was disturbing.

Beatrix had already eaten as much as she could stomach, which was only a handful of her own helping. After a long and oppressive occupation that included strict rations, she found that she couldn’t bring much down her throat without becoming nauseous. It was already a mistake to have prepared something so fatty, but she had wanted to be polite and serve her guest something other than dry bread and watery soup. For herself it was something akin to a minor celebration to take out the treasure potatoes and oil without having to worry about how she'd get by without the risk of going hungry.

"This is fantastic! You just have to give me the recipe to this", America praised between mouthfuls of food.

"Sure. Thank you…. I'm glad you enjoy it", she responded somewhat wooded, leaving unsaid that maybe he enjoyed the chips a bit too much.

Sure he was a man, one with an evident appetite as well, but this was going a bit to far. Such behaviour was more expected from a growing boy than a responsible adult. She rasped her throat to gain his attention and tried carefully: "Shouldn't you slow down just a little bit?"

"Nah, I'm good", he waved off, scrapping that last bits of brown fried crumbs out of the napkin they had been served on. He wasn't even finished chewing when he began eyeing her unfinished meal gluttonously.

Swallowing, he then pointed a finger at the object of his desire, his tanned skin glistening with grease. Before he could utter his request, she wordlessly relinquished her portion to him and watched him wolf it down with gusto.

"If you keep up at that pace you might suffocate on your food", she warned him which he just shrugged off. At this point she was putting a lot of effort to prevent he eyebrows from disappearing beyond her hairline.

"It's not like they have been starving you", she pointed out, trying to stay polite while simultaneously indicating that his behaviour was inappropriate.

"Not really, it's the constant conferences and negotiations that make me hungry now that the fighting is over."

He was already finished with what he had gotten from her and was licking his finger. In between he asked: "Can I have some more?"

"I'm terribly sorry but you've finished my stock and potatoes are being rationed."

To that Alfred pouted and Beatrix made a mental note not to invite him over to any kind of meal in the foreseeable future. Arthur had had the courtesy to warn her over the telephone and she had believed he had been overexaggerating. Now she had payed dearly.

[artsbysmarty]

A small Pepjin/APH Brussels doodle for @askbelgie!

[Palette]

[theoncomingfrenchie-blog]

50% wallon, 50% flamand. 100% lovable.

- Here is Bruxelles ! I found this post from one of my favorite ask-blog and mun ( @ask–gerbelg ) and … My hand slipped.  Picture : Galerie des Rois, Brussels.

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{ all the belgians!! making one full happy belgium

featuring @belgisch }

[rascet]

“This was a tough year. For all of us.”

[the-enby-with-the-fox-ears]

((have this while I figure out what background I want to do for my next request))

Lucas may have been a bit of a mama’s boy when he was younger and as her only city and her capital, Emma may or may not have spoiled him when they were alone together. He was her youngest for about 434 years until Valencia (Mireia) was born so...

[the-enby-with-the-fox-ears]

Carry On, Mr. Madrid

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