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my calendar said it was on the 28th but chabad.org said it was today so

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tech week in theatre from today til..... saturday. no writing but i might post some bullshit :thumbsup:

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Hello ! Can I request an headcanon (separately) for Russia and France where their s/o is androgynous ?

You can use neutral pronouns if you want !

Have a nice day ❤

very quick one!!! hope ur having a good day anon!!!

France

Francis would really adore an androgynous S/O! He, himself, participates often in gender fuckery, so if he’s happy you’re willing to join him in that. 

Especially with makeup, he’s quite good at making you look more masculine or feminine depending on what you want. He finds it relaxing to do other’s makeup weirdly, plus it requires you two to be very close. Which he will always find excuses to encourage.

Depending on your body type, he’d also love to share clothes with you. Show up every day looking like weird imitations of each other. Just for fun.

Whenever anyone tries to be weird about your presentation or gender, he’s quick to correct them. He knows the feeling of being treated like… less of a person just because of that.

(Unless you want people to be confused. Because if so, he’ll just tell them you’re something different and weird every time)

Russia

Does he understand? No. Does he think you’re still perfect and will defend you to the death? Yes.

Ivan is the type of boyfriend to buy you lots of stuff, so he is a little worried. He doesn’t get your style at all, but he wants to buy you clothes! You’re probably gonna end up with just a bunch of weird stuff (good stuff, but weird nonetheless) because he was panicking about what was too masculine or feminine.

He may be very traditional in most aspects, but he fully supports however you identify and will be incredibly threatening to anyone who acts weird about how you present. 

(Although if you want to be as androgynous as possible, he’s probably the best person to ask because his “gender guidelines” are so strict and weird that if he thinks you don’t look gendered, you’re not gendered.)

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eid mubarak to everyone who celebrates!! may it fill your hearts with joy and peace 🤍🤍🤍

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Fyodor in chapter 114 : i always come back

I knew he would never die that easy

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with every bsd update i lose my mind a little bit more

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see im beginning to think the reason hetalia cosplayers aren’t correctly identified is just because… if they do recognize us, how embarrassing for them /hj

cosplayed ivan today at anime detour mn. the only time i got recognized someone yelled “RUSSIA???” at me and i just yelled back “OH NO” and ran away so. to whoever that person was im sorry yes i was russia i dont know why i immediately went into fight or flight mode.

also heres the costume :3

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cosplayed ivan today at anime detour mn. the only time i got recognized someone yelled “RUSSIA???” at me and i just yelled back “OH NO” and ran away so. to whoever that person was im sorry yes i was russia i dont know why i immediately went into fight or flight mode.

also heres the costume :3

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hey so um..... this might be a little niche but uh......... taking lars pinfield and also all the other og ghostbusters requests.....

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omgg i cant stop giggling n kicking my feet BUT can i request gn!reader 'accidentally' leaving a lipstick kiss mark on russia, america, canada, greece and japan before they leave for the day and the countries dont notice until either from a mirror or someone else points it out? AAOUGUGGH

hetalia russia, america, canada, greece, and japan when their s/os leave a kiss in lipstick

1.6k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: none!

a/n: hjey guys did you know being a costume director is time consuming? i did not. send help. also enjoythis idk

Russia

It was never an easy affair to get Ivan out of the house. His clinginess combined with how admittedly boring his job was made it near impossible for him to leave without you forcing him to. Today was one of those days, and you were beginning to think you’d have to leave with him.

"But darling, can't you understand? It's so cold and miserable out there..." He whines as he holds you.

He's got you positioned so that you're standing between his legs while he sits on the couch, his arms wrapped tightly around you and his head resting against your chest. So... no escape available without coaxing.

"I know, I know, but you'll be late..."

"They will be ok without me, but I won't be ok without you!"

All you can do is sigh until you're suddenly struck with an idea. You can't go with him, but you can leave something with him. And looking down at his snow-white skin, you have just the idea.

"But you won't have to be without me, Vanya!" You chide, tilting his head up to look at you. His face lights up instantly.

"What do you mean?"

Instead of responding, you lean down and press a soft kiss against his forehead, leaving a pink imprint of your lips on his face.

"That one was magic, ok? It'll stay with you the whole day, so I'll always be with you!" It's childish, and you're struggling not to laugh, but his innocent expression tells you all you need to know. He'll finally let you go, none the wiser as to what you really meant.

-

"Ah- Mr. Braginsky..." Some random intern was forced to prompt later in the day, his tone fearful as to how Ivan would react.

"Yes?"

"You... you have something on- on your face..."

"Huh?" He reaches up to wipe where the intern had gestured, but only smiles when he comes away with your favourite lipstick. He decides that whatever left can stay... it's just your magic, after all.

America

Alfred was a busy man for all the effort he expended to prevent that exact reality. He'd much rather spend all day playing video games at home with you, but duty calls. Though, now, was just glad that for once, you were busy as well.

“Hey, babe!” He greets you with a bright smile, resting his hand on your shoulder before moving to sit across from you. The meeting spot he had chosen was busy, but at least it wasn't far from either places you two needed to be.

“Were you waiting long?”

“No, not really,“ You respond with a sigh, twirling the straw in your drink.

”Well, that's good because uh- bad news, I won't be able to stay l-“

”Ugh! Seriously?“

He shrinks a little, fidgeting with his hair, ”Yeah, I know, but like- I can't reall-“

”Do they know you're a person? Like, a person who needs to live?“

“Technically, I'm not, babe,” He laughs, “But I appreciate how protective you are anyway.“

He continued to talk with you for a while, about your day, his day, a weird guy he saw on the street, about how you can't keep threatening his boss because he's the president- until after only a few moments, his phone rang.

He sucked in a quick breath and accepted it, only speaking for a second. Then, he got up with a dramatic groan.

“That's my cue. I guess I'll see you later, K?”

But he wasn't about to get away that easy. You shot up, grabbing onto his tie and pulling closer so you could kiss his cheek quickly.

“For good luck,” You assure, and he grins.

-

“What are you guys laughing about?” Alfred asks as soon as he goes back to work, looking nervously at the group of co-workers pointing at him.

“Got something on your face, man!”

Instantly, he realizes what happened and hurriedly wipes it off. His face is red with embarrassment, but he can't deny the butterflies in his stomach.

Canada

No matter how long you've been together, Matthew never stopped trying to be the picture-perfect boyfriend. At least, that's what you thought as he chose to show up with roses when he came to pick you up. It might've been a fancy event, but you're sure no one else would be doing that kind of thing. But who were you this kind of attention?

“Uhm- good evening, Y/N,” He stutters out as you let him come in for a moment.

“Awww, you shouldn't have!“ You take the roses from him and set them aside.

”It- It's nothing, really-“

”Most men wouldn't even think of that anymore...“ You assure him. He looks sheepish now as if he hadn't expected you to like your gift.

”Then- then, um- they should learn how to t-treat their partners...“

How cute. You walk over to him and stand on your toes to kiss his cheek, to which he immediately stiffens and blushes.

“Thank you, Matthew.”

“Ye-Yeah, uh-huh- yeah- y-you're welcome,” He mumbles, looking down in embarrassment. The colour gracing his cheeks almost perfectly matches the mark your lipstick left behind. You begin to say something about it, but before you can, he frantically cuts you off.

“So- we should get g-going right? Right, time to go...” He blurts out, taking your hand and almost dragging you out to the car.

-

Finally, once you two arrived at the event, you gathered the courage to tell him.

While you two walked, arm in arm, up to the main entrance, you suddenly blurted out, ”You have lipstick on your cheek!“

Except by that time, more than a couple of people had seen him. causing him to instantly freeze up.

The colour drained from his face, and he weakly whimpered out, ”Um, c-could you- uh- g-get it?“

You immediately obliged, cleaning off his cheek. He was embarrassed, but it was still on his mind all night.

Greece

“But do you have to?”

“Yes.”

“But-”

“I’m not getting out of this one, ok?”

“But I don’t want you to go…” His protests were typical, but that didn’t make them any less annoying. Although, it’s hard to resist him when he’s clinging to you like a lost puppy and he smells like he just finished cooking.

“It’ll only be a few hours, ok?” You sigh, finally finishing your makeup.

All he can do now is whine softly, which makes you realize there may be only one way to stop his desperate clinginess. You turn around in his arms, take his pleading face in your hands, and press frenzied kisses all over it. Instantly, his eyes light up and his lips form a dopish smile, and you know you’re free.

“Is that better?” You ask, and he nods. But before you let go, you have to admire how silly he looks with your lips painted all over his face.

-

By the time you return home, it’s already dark. The house is quiet, and when you check the time, you realize he would’ve fallen asleep hours ago. But considering how exhausted you are already, it’s nothing but a relief.

When you enter your shared bedroom, your thoughts are confirmed. He’s already passed out, his broad body splayed haphazardly over your blankets. At first, you don’t think anything of it. But when you turn on the light to get ready for bed, you notice the red stains still sitting on his cheeks.

Somehow, throughout the entire rest of the day, he never looked in the mirror long enough to notice the lipstick covering his face. Or, maybe he did, and just decided that your tokens of affection could stay.

Japan

Kiku was never late. Not even when tired, sick, or at war, was he late to anything. So, the one day that he allowed himself to relax with you, was naturally the first day in centuries that he hadn’t been an hour early. 

“It’s gonna be alright!” You call out from the bathroom while you do your makeup, and he doesn’t even waste the time to respond. Even from all the way across the house, you can hear him desperately throwing things together.

“It is not alright!”

“You’ll still be on time!” That doesn’t seem to convince him to calm down at all, as you can hear his panicked breaths growing louder as he makes his way over to the entry door.

“Wait, wait, hold on,” You insist, and he pauses for a moment. When you meet him at the door, he looks a mess. His hair was askew, his eyes wild with panic, and his tie nearly all the way to the side.

You sigh and begin tidying him up. He relaxes under your touch, you can tell even from under his layers of stoicism; although he can’t allow himself to bask in your attention for long.

“I must go-”

“I know, I know, just…” You pull him forward, quickly pressing a kiss to his cheek. He blushes but doesn’t let that distract him. In a moment, he’s gone out the door.

-

After a frenzied drive into the city, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief. 10 minutes early… not great, but enough. He looks in the mirror one last time, making sure he looks his best before he finally steps out into the public when he notices it. The print of your lipstick, still on his cheek.

His touch lingers on it for a moment, his breathing stilling, before he rubs it off. You’ll just have to replace it later, he tells himself before he finally steps out of the car.

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DO YOUR DAILY CLICK FOR PALESTINE

arab.org

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israel is invading rafah today while everyone will be distracted by the oscars. don’t let yourself be distracted, keep eyes on rafah, keep eyes on palestine.

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Am I a crap Hetalia fan if I'm not a big fan of the 2P's?

absolutely not a lot of the old 2p stuff is not only terrible but also borderline racist. iees bad. also 2p stuff is just fanon so like u might like some of it if u look for it. but u dont have to. who cares. its fine. being a hetalia fan is embarrassing enough already

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Im so happy there are still people in the Hetalia Fandom 🫶🫶🫶

we will survive until the inevitable heat death of the universe

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France with a reader who's like Yor Forger? Pretty, motherly, bad at cooking, rose themed. And because it's France, whenever he gets flirty he gets a really hard hit from her out of flusteredness or embarrassment. That he ends up getting flunged to the wall because of her strenght.

hetalia france with a yor forger like! s/o

0.4k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: none!

a/n: i have never watched spy x family and will never do so but im glad u guys are having fun

You’re almost his exact type! Except the… motherly aspect.

He doesn’t value traditional attractiveness, although he has to admit that he loves having an S/O that matches his elegant aesthetics. He would’ve shown you off either way, but now he’s bringing you everywhere!

Although it can be a little annoying when Francis is in a lazy mood, he’s usually ecstatic to cook for the two of you! His cuisine is among his greatest points of pride, so he’s always happy to make dinner. Especially if it means his kitchen remains... not burnt.

Francis was going to buy you roses anyway (he’s a classy romantic like that,) but he might go even bigger when he sees how well they match you. Expect lots of roses in the mail, rose-themed jewellery and accessories, as well as anything else he can find.

He definitely appreciates your… aggression? Not sure how to put that, but basically, he loves that you’ll knock the wind out of him. 

When it comes to romance, he wants passion! He wants a whirlwind of emotions, a relationship like a rocket, no matter the danger that comes with it! He sees it like a game, and the more rough you get playing, the more invested he is.

So… don’t expect him to stop flirting anytime soon.

Although he doesn’t typically like “motherly” types usually, he could surely grow to love it. He does love being taken care of and babied… even if it doesn’t seem that attractive to him. As long as you can switch between the caring and dangerous personas well, he’d probably start to enjoy your affection.

Your strength is probably the first thing that attracted him. He just adores the idea that you can pick him up, it makes him feel like such a damsel in distress. And… that’s a good thing to him…? He wouldn’t want to exercise with you, but he’d be totally up for doing a yoga class while you build up those muscles.

(Plus, then he can watch you.)

He’d think you’re just such a work of art! Expect to go on lots of shopping sprees as he obsesses over finding the perfect looks for you, as well as plenty of lazy days spent talking about nothing.

As long as you don’t kill anyone, this would be a great, healthy relationship.

(Although if you did, he might find it hot and forgive you. MIGHT)

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