#bonnefoy

[votannkin]

A comic on Rogue Trader Masari Bonnefoy, by @xKokobael for @ThatRogueTrader on twitter

[andriasscheuchzeri]

Francis Bonnefoy (pavo real of whatever that shit chicken is called in english) - Animal series 8

Yes, Francis is ugly as fuck ok??? I know, but uglyness is natural, just like him🫶

[2334242xiao]

I wish I drew Francis more when I was active in the Hetalia fandom

[fiore-rosewood9]

Aph France Headcanons

Has a big garden of roses and lavender next ot his house

Sends roses to every country on Valentine’s day

Sends them presents as well on Christmas

He does it all anonymously

Francis is more sad than he looks

He loves and apprciates people but even he, the god of beauty gets hate sometimes.

He ignores it, it doesn’t mean some of it doesn’t make him cry when he is alone

In England’s contacts he is saved as - Bagutteman

He sometimes smokes but a lot less than Louis

Francis does wear a barrette. Five of them. In different colours.

He is a make up youtuber sometimes and reviews clothes and is more popular than James Charles.

He lookes beautiful with make up and a dress as well, even though he is hairy

Marriane looks beautiful even dressed as man, altough she tries to hide her big chest

They both love to terrorize Arthur, but only she gets to terrorize Alice. Francis is a gentleman towards her.

He and Marriane have worked at a wedding dress shop and give advices to the brides.

Francis has worked at a museum, where you could see some paintings of him 

He gives money to the poor

His head has been chopped off once during one of his revolutions

He is entirely different man at a revoltion. Prefers to not talk about it.

Is not afraid to walk in high heels to a meeting. 

Argues with England a lot and some of their arguments turn into fights.

Has left bouquets of roses in front of his doorstep more than once, leaving the brit wondering who did this, if it was a prank or not

England has thrown the flowers but one time he got them inside

Francis has watched all of this from afar, and the last time he left, smiling.

He cries when he remembers Jeanne.  He has cried when he saw that tourtist in his country who looks like her as well. England was at America to see him and mostly to talk about business,after that. America complains to England how weird Francis has acted around the girl and how he must have bored her. England decided to phone the french man only to realize that he was choking on his tears. 

‘‘She was beautiful-” he said “And there wasn’t a single scar on her, Anglettere!”

This pulled some heart strings in him, making him sigh. He asked him

“Would you like me to come over?”

But Francis refused. “Non, I would like to be alone for now.”

England nods even though the other doesn’t see him and puts the phone away, feeling really, really guilty every time Jeanne is mentioned. 

Francis doesn’t use cheap perfume.

He doesn’t like ketchup much. Mayonese is ok.

Is not scared of Russia

Talks to Canada frequently

Talks to Seychelles frequently

Dances with women at festivals

Competes with Germany over who’s bread is better

Reads a lot of poetry and sends hand written letters to every country, just because he feels like it.

His relationship with Switzerland is ok

For him, it is love him or hate him. And hate is a pretty strong word, so...dislike.

Literally he is a sweetheart and a gentleman, how can anyone hate that man?

His voice is smooth

He is kind and understanding.

Can be manipulative most of the time

Can drink lots of wine.

Is a voice actor for children’s animations due to his smooth voice.

Has been a teacher.

Used to have asmr channel

Loves big and cozy clothes

Is not as afraid of technology and computers as people think.  He just doesn’t like  the idea of being watched or listened to, or a robot in his house sassing him back

He has an old phone. Rarely uses it so it isn’t scratched. Phones are for talking...right...RIGHT?

Has been dared to cut his hair once and never has cut it off so short ever again

Keeps his old pirate clothes in the attic, Just like England. But unlike England he doesn’t re-wear them to live back in the old days. His past was filled with glory but also blood. It is better to live in the present, yes?

Adores Japan

Adores almost everyone honestly. People are are art

Is a morning person

But can be a night owl

Drinks more tea than coffee

Calls England, Anglettere a lot. But calls him Arthur even more, because it indicates closer relationship. And well you can’t really call the other person a country name in a taxi or at the shop.

Likes to wear big puffy dresses

He speaks in his native language when sad or agnry

Marriane has been in ad  for shampoo in France.

She buys clothes for Alice and puts them in a big box, Puts lots of tape on it and covers it, then sends it to her. Alice likes them but would never say it out loud.

[thearoace]

When you realise the same voice actor plays all these characters~

[sergchesan]

Diario de un monstruo

18 de abril de 2020

La construcción de un cielo, cualquiera que sea, deja tras de sí escombros. Ese es el yermo que habitamos para que unos pocos presuman de su condición de santos. 

Nosotros, los hijos de la ruina, no debemos construir cielos, ni siquiera conquistarlos, reformarlos para hacer cielos mejores, cuyas nubes proyecten menos sombras, no: es nuestro deber dinamitarlos. Para nosotros no ha de tener ningún sentido la palabra «ángel», debemos evitarla como si fuera la peste, que no quede de ella ni su fantasma, pues es así como el cielo forma su propio infierno: vomitando los fantasmas de los ángeles a las profundidades de cada uno de nosotros. 

«Todo ángel es terrible», escribía Rilke; «la imperfección es la cima», escribía Bonnefoy. Y, sin embargo, me temo que lo que buscamos en la idea de cielo no es tanto la cercanía a la divinidad como la posibilidad de un infierno.

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From my Hetalia x Pandora hearts excessive cross-over!

I’ve made all pictures separately and well, I post them there if you prefer one specificaly and without the text! ^^

[bonnie-butch]

This is francois and no one can tell me otherwise