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[jackce]

You did not understand the BENLLu because you are on browser. It's the code for the little flags. BE NL LU are what the flags show up as on browser ;)

THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING, thank you <3

[ask-nederland]

How does this make u feel?

“Disgusting - get that away from me.”

[needcake]

11 and 58 for Engport ;)

Neighbor AU and Accidental Eavesdropping Gabriel gets a job in Leeds and moves into a small apartment building. He doesn't interact with his neighbors a whole lot, but he knows the guy living next to him owns a cat because it has escaped his open door and invaded Gabriel's flat more than once, and that the old lady above him loves to listen to the same 40's music album every Sunday around 2pm. Gabriel used to live in Berlin before his company decided to cut costs and fire a bunch of its employees (Gabriel included) and he had to go job hunting across Europe once again with no intention of going back home. Leeds had been his last, most desperate choice. He was used to going out every Friday and only coming home with a massive hangover and a couple of love bites on Sunday, now he was having to deal with shops that closed at 10pm and restaurants that served dinner at 6pm. He tried the bars. And the dating apps. But all he got from it was a guy who sweated a lot from his palms and had a weird thing for feet and a girl who faked two orgasms before he even took her knickers off.

The job was good though, and rent was relatively cheap, so he'd have to make do. Even if it meant listening to the music and the pacing above him, and the cat owner next door talking to his pet late at night.

“I’m telling you Francis, things are bad as they are.” A series of heavy sighs. “Just eat the chicken. You can’t eat salmon every night.” Some mumbling. “No, I’m not asking him out. He’s probably with someone already.” And Gabriel’s personal favorite: “I don’t care if you don’t like it, you can’t run off and hide in your boyfriend’s place every time I yell at you.”

He feels kind of warmed to be considered the cat’s boyfriend. Every time his neighbor - Arthur, he learned after snooping around his mail - got home around the same time as Gabriel his white cat with brown paws would sneak between his legs and run into Gabriel’s flat, much to Arthur’s embarrassment. Gabriel thought it was sweet.

Until one Friday night when he was making his exit and Arthur was just coming home with his cellphone in his hand and a bag of groceries in the other, and his cat made a run for it, passing by Gabriel to go hide behind his couch. Gabriel and Arthur looked at each other with similar awkward smiles. “I’m sorry he keeps doing that,” Arthur says and Gabriel shrugs, going inside to retrieve the home breaker. “It’s alright, we get along, don’t we, Francis?” he says to the cat, cradling it in his arms like a baby and probably getting a lot of his white cat-hair on his shirt.

“Francis?” Arthur frowns at him. Gabriel pauses. “Yeah, that’s his name isn’t it?” More frowning from Arthur. “No, his name’s Mittens. Because his brown paws makes him look--” “-- like he’s wearing mittens, I see it.” They look awkwardly at each other.

“How do you know about Francis?”

Gabriel looks sheepishly at him. “The walls here are very thin.”

Realization downs upon Arthur and his neck starts getting red. “Francis is a friend.”

“A boyfriend?” Gabriel suggests, trying very hard not to sound too hopeful.

But Arthur just shakes his head, a small smile on his face. “An ex. We’re just friends now.”

“Oh,” Gabriel says, coming over and depositing Mittens on Arthur’s arms.

Arthur looks at the cat, at Gabriel, at the cellphone where he was texting Francis about his hot neighbor, to the chicken in his grocery bag he had just bought, back at Gabriel. “Do you like chicken?”

Sunday comes and for the first time since moving to Leeds, Gabriel wakes up glad for his total lack of a hangover. He stretches on the bed, counts his love bites and Mittens comes over to curl on his chest, 40′s music is blaring above him and the sound of Arthur’s hushed whispers are coming from the kitchen, “Francis, I swear to God, if you don’t spit that out it’s going to make you sick.”

He scratches Mitten’s ears and closes his eyes, smiles to himself. He might like Leeds after all.

[maelerie]

Maaaeeee I wanna request a fluff prompt too!!!

But im gonna challenge you bc I'm bored. Anyway the second one about looking good in their shirt. With... *drumroll*

GerBel :)))))

Author's Note: Of course you can have a fluff prompt too, sweetie! <3 I do love a challenge and I hope I delivered. This might just be a tiny bit nsfw-ish, so be warned if that is something you'd rather not read. But if you don't mind that sort of thing, I really hope you enjoy! [From this prompt list.]

I love how you look in my shirt

The first light of the day fell in soft rays across the room, bathing the two entangled forms on the bed in a golden glow.

A particular bright beam settled over Germany’s eyelids as the sun rose ever higher from behind the horizon. Inhaling deeply, he felt himself waking. Creasing his brow and lifting up a hand to shield his face, Germany opened his eyes and turned his head towards the alarm clock on the nightstand.

7:15 am.

Germany groaned and rubbed his hand over his face.

So much for sleeping in on a Saturday, he lamented to himself.

Then again, it was his own fault. If he had only remembered to close the curtains last night…

But last night Germany had been too distracted by other, more enjoyable things to even remember something so trivial.

Blinking back the sleep from his eyes and the flush from his cheeks when recalling the specifics of their shared evening, Germany suddenly noticed the warm breath of the person laying next to him ghosting over the skin of his chest. Her head was laying atop his shoulder, her hair a wild mess of curls. His arm ─feeling quite numb by now─ was curled around her, his fingers at her elbow.

Looking down at the peaceful expression on Belgium’s face, Germany smiled. He softly trailed his fingers up and down her arm and kissed the top of her golden head.

Belgium shifted, half awake. “Hmm,” her voice was barely above a whisper. “What time is it?”

“Not yet 7:30,” Germany replied.

Belgium groaned softly. “Too early,” her pout was accentuated by a furrowed brow.

“I know,” Germany chuckled at the adorable way her nose scrunched up. “Snooze as long as you like, schätzchen. I’ll go and make breakfast.”

Belgium lifted her head, her eyes still closed, and blindly tried to kiss Germany on the lips but caught his jaw instead. “My hero,” she hummed happily.

Germany softly laughed at that and pressed a quick peck to the freckles on her nose, before lifting himself out of bed, pulling on his pyjama bottoms and making his way towards the kitchen.

Germany had always been an early riser. It had nearly driven Prussia insane when he was young. A splash of water in his face and he was fully awake, ready for the day.

Belgium however ─even though she was no slouch either─ had always needed more sleep than him. “At least 8 hours a night, lieverd,” she had once said to him. “How do you think I maintain my youthful complexion, hmm?”

So, Germany knew not to rush when preparing their breakfast.

Sure enough, it was almost 8:30 when he heard Belgium shuffling down the stairs. Swallowing the last of his first cup of coffee, Germany made his way towards the kitchen counter to turn down the low heat on the stove. The pan full of eggs and sausages sizzled melodiously and the smells that filled the kitchen made his stomach rumble impatiently.

That last sound did not go unnoticed. “My, oh my, does someone have an appetite?”

Germany felt heat crawl up his neck at her coquettish tone and he cleared his throat. “I could eat, ja,” he tried to sound as dignified as possible.

Turning around to put the pan on the kitchen table, Germany nearly dropped it when Belgium came into his view.

She was leaning against the doorframe. Her eyes half-lidded and sparkling, her smile coy.

And in nothing more than Germany’s button-down pyjama shirt.

His eyes trailed from her smooth, long cream-coloured legs, over her hips ─covered just so─ to the deep V of the shirt collar presenting him with a most enticing view.

Germany knew he had been staring when he heard Belgium giggle. “Like what you see?”

“I, uhm─” he mentally shook himself, quickly setting the pan down as he was apparently still holding it. “Yes.”

“Good,” Belgium practically purred. “I like what I see too,” she let her eyes drop from his face to his waist where his pyjama bottoms rested snugly over his hipbone.

Even though they had been having encounters like this often lately, Germany still wasn’t used to Belgium’s flirtatious looks and praises, so the heat he had felt crawling up his neck earlier, now reached his ears.

Noticing his nerves, Belgium closed the distance between them and placed her hands on his chest. “Relax,” she sussed. “I’m not going to eat you.” Her eyes found his own and she bit her bottom lip. “Yet.”

Germany breathed out a shaky laugh, appreciating her gesture. “I─ I love how you look in my shirt,” he tentatively enveloped her in his arms, feeling every curve of her body and watching the fabric crumple where his hands settled on the small of her back.

Her lips curled mischievously. “Hmm… Good thing you made such a hearty breakfast.” She kissed him, slow and sensual, and Germany saw stars. “Because I too have an appetite.” Her eyelashes tickled the skin atop his cheekbones. “But not only for food.”

Germany inhaled sharply. “So, y─ you’re staying?”

Belgium kissed his cheek in answer. “If that’s okay with you?"

“Ja,” Germany’s insides seemed to be doing a summersault. “That’s definitely okay with me.”

[mr-spain]

Actually you guys will still play against either Denmark or England for 3rd place so you aren't eliminated... I believe :)

It's not the same but I appreciate the thought.

[morkee]

Fic was amazing! thanks for the rec!!! :)

oops forgot to respond! no problem I’m happy you enjoyed it

Here’s the link to some Swissaus I liked on Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22763263

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18793858

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11767380/chapters/26527719 (R18 for sexy times)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11912208/chapters/26916645 (R18 for sexy times) [arguably the best Swissaus fanfic of all time but thats just me]

[paperuniverse]

Boom imma ask all 3. Hetalia, hmmm Germany and hmmm Fruk? For the ask thingy

I would love to answer all three but I think it would make this post too long so maybe I’ll make another post with the last two, or you could send another ask? Sorry I should have mentioned I only wanted to answer one at a time!

001 | Send me a fandom

Favourite character- Probably Prussia or Germany, I love them very much :D

Least favourite character- Uhhh I’m not sure, I like all the characters, even if in canon they’re not great the fandom always does a good job of characterizing them.

5 favourite ships- Gerita, spamano, aushun, velvet pair, fruk

Character I find most attractive- I find most of them aesthetically pleasing but I guess that’s the point of anime lol.

Character I would marry- This question is even harder aaaaa no one I guess.

Character I would be best friends with- I’d probably be good friends with Canada cause we’re both soft spoken and like anime lol

A random thought- Only two more days until the new episode 👀

An unpopular opinion- I actually think Hetalia is fun and I enjoy it. It’s not garbage, like yes it has its bad parts and I don’t want to ignore them, but I genuinely like this show.

My canon otp- Hetalia? Canon ships? We wish 😭

Non-canon otp- Gerita, I love them sm! They’re so cute, I hope they have more interactions this season 🥺

Most badass character- Hungary, it’s canon. Remember how she defeated an entire army? Your fav could never /lh

Pairing I am not a fan of- Uh I’m uncomfortable with ger/pru cause I see them as strictly siblings

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another)- South Korea, others have explained it much better than I could ever hope to but his characterization was poor in the earlier comics.

Favourite friendship- Germany, North Italy, and Japan probably! I love the idea of them getting together and watching anime together, or maybe Japan and North Italy draw/paint Germany lol.

[feliciohno]

For the bingo thing how about itapan? :)))

PLEASE I LOVE ITAPAN SO MUCH

SEND ME A SHIP