#im so nervous posting this but here we go

[bone-evidence]

Hello all! This is the first fic I'm posting here, called Concerning Prussians! Also on ao3 under the same name :D

Set in Nationverse in the 90's, human and nation names used

A sleepless Prussia finds himself in the guest bedroom of his home, where Canada is also still awake. A late-night chat turns into possibly the sweetest way to fall asleep.

The stuccoed ceiling above Prussia’s head held infinite shapes he was quite bored of finding. Sleep had never come easy to the nation, even before the half-century of torture at the hands of Russia. His incredibly sharp memory had a bad habit of bringing up past traumas and memories as soon as the lights were out. Some he could dismiss easily. Silly mistakes he’d made as a child nearly five hundred years ago were simply passing thoughts. Memories of the glorified walk-in closet he’d stayed in at Russia’s house, however, were much fresher. Five years had passed since the Wall fell and the albino was reunited with the rest of the world. Five years was hardly any time to process anything. 

Gilbert sighed and sat up in bed. The red glow of his digital clock told him it was just about midnight. His internal clock would wake him up at six in the morning, without fail. The sandman would have to smack him over the head with a brick to get him to sleep at this point. Oh well… maybe a midnight snack was in order. Prussia fumbled through the dark until he found the door and opened it silently. His crimson irises were immediately drawn to the light pouring out from under the guest bedroom door. Perhaps he wasn’t the only one unable to sleep? 

The first time Germany forgot to book Canada a hotel was excusable. The Wall had just fallen, after all, and the normally well-organised man was in shambles. Gilbert felt a small measure of relief as the memory of the North American staying for a few days drove away the phantom smell of vodka and blood. Canada had brought his guitar with him then, and had played for Prussia for hours. It was the first time he’d heard music in decades. 

Gilbert chuckled to himself as he walked down the hall and further into his memories. He’d been weary of Canada at first. All he knew of the maple-loving nation was the brutality with which he slayed his enemies in both World Wars. Canada’s Hundred Days was a string of defeats the albino would probably never forget. If he’d had the words to protest, he was sure he would never have allowed the man in his home so soon after regaining his freedom. He would have foolishly denied himself the chance to get to know Canada. 

The blond was incredible in battle, yes, but he was so much more than his past glories. He was a breath of fresh air among the stale haze of Europe. He was quiet, until one got to know him and his particular brand of chaos a little better. He smelled of sweet syrup and pine trees, and his arms were surprisingly strong. The hug he’d given Prussia before heading back home was a memory the albino often revisited when he needed something to banish the darkness in his mind. 

Perhaps Germany had noticed that Canada had walked past his brother’s walls as if they weren’t ever there during that stay. Maybe that’s why, once again, he’d forgotten to book Canada a hotel. Prussia silently thanked his dear relative as he stopped at the guest bedroom door. He knocked on it in three sharp raps, expecting at least some movement in the room. His silver brows furrowed in confusion as he heard no answer. Had the man fallen asleep with the light on? The albino decided to take a peek in the room. No point in waking Matthew up if he were asleep. There was a fridge to raid anyways. Prussia just barely opened the door, enough to see what was going on. He felt his heart skip a beat as he took in the sight. 

Canada was, in fact, awake. The chunky black headphones he wore that were connected to his Walkman explained why he hadn’t heard the Prussian knock. His wavy blond hair was tied back in a low ponytail, more than likely so it wouldn’t get in the way as he read his book. Gilbert thought the strands that hadn’t made it into the elastic framed the man’s face almost as nicely as his circular glasses did. He recalled how Canada’s purple eyes had scared him, at first. They reminded him far too much of Russia’s. But he’d quickly learned that there was a kindness in them that was unlike anything he’d seen in anyone else. They were beautiful. Matthew was beautiful. 

Prussia steeled his sudden, strange nerve and opened the door all the way. He knocked once more and smirked as the motion finally caught Canada’s attention. The man slipped his headphones off his ears and rested them around his neck in one fluid motion. He kept his music playing, but set his book on his lap to give his full attention to his unexpected guest. 

“Oh! Good evening, Prussia. Do you need something?”

The concern with which the blond asked his question brought a softer smile to Gilbert’s lips. He walked into the room and shut the door behind him. Violet eyes followed him curiously as he sat on the edge of the smallish bed. He could just barely hear the sounds of Guns n’ Roses coming from the headphones that sat on Canada’s freckled collarbone. Not that he was looking, of course. 

“Can’t sleep. I guess I’m just too awesome for the sandman to visit, hm? He must be afraid of me!”

Canada chuckled and stopped his music. Clearly, the albino intended on staying for at least a little while. “That must be it. I’m sorry didn’t bring my guitar this time, or I would play for you again.”

“Ah, that’s okay. I suppose I’ll survive without hearing you play for another five years. What are you doing still awake, though?”

“Oh, I’m just reading Fellowship of the Ring again. I always have trouble sleeping when I come to Europe.”

“Fellowship of the Ring, huh? Never heard of it.”

Matthew seemed a little surprised by this revelation, but quickly remembered why that might have been the case. The Iron Curtain had been brutally effective in keeping its prisoners isolated, after all.  

“The author wrote it after the Great War. This is a terrible summary, but it’s a fantasy series about this Hobbit named Frodo who has to take a ring to a volcano and throw it in to save the world from being completely overrun by evil! It’s my favourite series of all time.”

Gilbert couldn’t help but laugh a little. The premise seemed… childish. Melting a ring couldn’t possibly save the world. “So what you’re telling me is that you’re a huge nerd. Do you play that Dungeons and Dragons game, too?”

Canada’s cheeks flushed pink. He rolled his eyes at his guest, who’s smirk threatened to split his face. “No, I’m not that much of a nerd. It’s a good series though, I promise. I think everyone should try to read it.”

“Not me! I’m way too awesome to be caught reading about Bobbitses and volcanoes, or whatever.”

“You’re not even going to give it a chance?”

“Nein. You can stick with your dorky literature, I’ll keep reading…. Er, something else. Something way cooler!”

“Hm. I didn’t want to have to resort to this, but you’ve left me with no choice. I have a fact about the author, Tolkien, that might interest you.”

“I’m listening. Though I don’t know what could possibly interest me enough to get me to read this book.”

The blond leaned a little closer with a smirk of his own, fully aware that this little tidbit of information was an ace in the hole. “Tolkien was from England. But, I’ve heard that his family was from Kreuzberg in East Prussia.”

Gilbert sat in stunned silence for a few moments, before he finally sighed and accepted defeat. He almost felt obligated to read the works of someone who’s family came from his formerly great nation. Even if the subject matter sounded a little silly. “...Alright, move over. If you’re going to drag me kicking and screaming into your weird nerd story, the least you can do is flip the pages for me.”

Canada was more than happy to make room for the Prussian to sit beside him. He set his Walkman and headphones on the nightstand while his new reading buddy got comfortable under the blankets. “Just let me know when I can turn the page.”

It quickly became obvious that Prussia was struggling with the reading material. He leaned closer to get a better look at the words on the page and try to sound them out in his head. Whole sections had to be reread as he tried so hard to understand what was written. As such, the pace was painfully slow for Matthew. They got about five pages in before the blond set the book down and looked at the frustrated albino. 

“Having some trouble?”

“Ja. It’s not my fault English is a stupid language when it’s written, though.”

“...Do you want me to read to you?”

Gilbert searched the taller one’s face for any hint of pity or malice. Instead, he found the gentle, kind eyes that had a knack for tearing down his walls. There were no expectations behind the question. Just a quiet desire to share a story that clearly meant a lot to Canada. Prussia nodded, and the soft smile he received in return found itself a loving home in his long memory. 

“Get comfortable, then.”

Nothing would be more comfortable than to be in Matthew’s arms. Gilbert slid down enough to rest his head over the man’s heart. He wrapped his arm around the blond’s waist, and tangled their legs together. Crimson eyes closed with a sigh of contentment as, at last, he felt strong arms wrap around him once more. He felt the corner of the book on his hip and simply snuggled in closer. Canada smelled like pine trees and maple syrup. His embrace felt like a heaven Prussia didn’t think he would be allowed into. His voice, as he started reading, was a gentle river that carried the albino far from the troubles of the world and into the land of Middle Earth. 

Gilbert found himself quite invested in the tale of Frodo. The emotion with which he was told the story truly made it come to life in his imagination. Canada’s voice had an almost musical quality to it that lent itself well to describing the fantastic landscapes and peoples of Tolkien’s world. The heart he put into every syllable was not lost on the albino in his arms. As he listened, Prussia came to realise that the summary he’d been given earlier was indeed terrible. This wasn’t just a story about Frodo, or the ring, or even the quest to save the world. This was a story about hope. Hope in the face of impossible odds, hope for a future that seemed so desperately far away. Prussia found it quite easy to relate. 

The rumble of Matthew’s voice in his chest proved an effective lullaby for Gilbert. He tried so hard to stay awake, to hear how the Battle for Helm’s Deep would turn out. But the hour was late, and the sandman had arrived at last. The last thing he remembered before sleep claimed him was a softly whispered wish for sweet dreams from Canada. 

In the morning, Germany was quite confused to see his brother’s room both open and empty. His confusion was alleviated as he opened the other bedroom door to check on the guest. He found Prussia and Canada still in each other’s arms, fast asleep, and a book on the bed beside them. Neither stirred as Germany quietly closed the door to give them a little more time to rest. The tall man smiled softly to himself as he made his way downstairs to start breakfast. His brother looked so content, so… safe, in Canada’s arms. Perhaps forgetting to book Matthew a hotel was something Germany would have to remember to do more often.

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[novampiresremain]

I present to you: an anatomy + shading study.

Wheeler Yuta

6.26.24

[sunsetzer]

On one hand, I want a final fantasy 6 remake, because the game is criminally underrated and the amount of fan content (which is all absolutely fantastic btw) is Not Enough for my neurodivergent, hyperfixating brain.

On the other hand, that would inevitably encourage more people to join the fandom, which would be great, except it seems these days the bigger a fandom gets the more toxic it becomes, and I really like what we have going on over here in our little corner. We all just love the game and its characters and nobody fights about who should and shouldn't date who or who you shouldn't like because they're ~problematique~. Nobody's trying to make one ship morally better than another, nobody's calling anyone names or threatening to doxx people who don't agree with their opinions. It's so peaceful and I love that for us. We're just vibing. Moisturized. Unbothered. In our lane. Flourishing.

[flatwoods-fiend]

i think about it all the time

[boygirlctommy]

watched percy jackson 👍 i am not going to be normal about grover in all honestly i cant even pretend. we get to see HIS point of view in certain parts?? im going to explode im going to explode im going to explode

[oflgtfol]

we work together later this week i think im just gonna be straight up after our shift ends i'll be like hey dude. i am Aromantic. and i'll explain it to him if i must. we have a lot of mutual queer friends so hopefully he's at least acquainted with the vague idea. so i'll explain it to him and lay it all out. like i do not - i cannot - feel anything romantic, but i know that i like talking and hanging out with you, and i'm not opposed to like, seeing where this goes, so long as like, YOU are okay with the idea of me not reciprocating the romantic feelings. not because of anything about you but because of me and who i am. this is potentially weird and nontraditional and potentially even offputting to "date" someone who doesn't reciprocate your romantic feelings but like it certainly can and has been done before and as long as YOU are chill with the idea then i'm down to try it out. i also don't know what "it" is because as i said i'm aromantic i don't know what any of this entails. so forgive me if i'm also a little bit clueless in all this. so i'm gonna lay it all out honestly and let him make the decision if he wants to continue because i sure as fuck do not know what the hell is going on in my life anymoreeeee

[hellomagicalsouls]

as someone who recently turned 24 i actually realise that im 24

i feel sick

i can remember being 13 and discovering that i actually hate sand but like to pet donkeys so i would walk on sand to pet the donkeys

but now im 24 and i still hate sand but the donkeys arent there anymore but i still love donkeys

and soon ill be 25

[tasklinemgr]

Some designs for Misty and Graham for an au based on an oc universe of mine

They chase storms for a living and are caught in a war between cosmic entities

[kimmkitsuragi]

should i go see the spiderverse movie again with my friend who i talk to almost daily but havent seen face to face since covid 🤔

[zoomingupthathill-moved]

I finally have a moment to aimlessly scroll and I come back to drama. Have we not all learned to coexist by now? You don’t have to like everyone but you do have to stop sending hate. Honestly it’s almost 2023 , why is anon hate still a thing ?

[al-coded]

love that me and my roomie decided to sleep early only to be woken up around midnight and continue scrolling on our phones until now (1.23 am) all without exchanging words

[mooniekive]

I was called a Tae anti today IN PERSON by an adult woman and she was like “I’m joking haha” but I’m pretty sure she wasn’t lol

[liquifiedfurby]

literally giggling and kicking my feet rn from researching birds.

[themainannoyance]

Nature Is Healing <3 (adding events to my Google Calendar again)

[norrizzandpia]

We’ve seen rabid lado’s girlfriend but what about rabid Lando about his girlfriend

Hi hello welcome back to the universe of feral!reader

Y/n’s Biggest Fangirl (Lando’s Biggest Fangirl Part 3) (LN4)

Summary: A look into the times when Lando was feral for his own girlfriend.

Warnings: suggestive comments, language, the drivers being scared and nervous for the sanity of lando and y/n, Alex says “kms” once and its very loosely used plz don’t do anything like that ever ty

Note: Here are the links to the other parts! Part 1 Part 2 also there is no face claim for this its just blonde, faceless women but you can imagine anyone <3

landonorris if i speak….

Comments:

y/nnn oh! so j to fill everyone in, i sent this to him (one of my friends took it on a girls night) he responded back with some very… um… not safe for work messages

- Mclarensgirly leak them.

- landonorris she leaks them and my entire career is ruined fr

- f1fan2024 y/n. leak. them.

- y/nnn guys. yall know how crazed i am but even i wont leak these texts.

- Mclarensgirly 😟

- f1fan2024 🤨📸

oscarpiastri you are aware this is your MAIN insta account right?

- landonorris yes.

mclaren calling the psych ward brb

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landonorris who wants to guess where i wish my hand was

Comments:

oscarpiastri THIS IS YOUR MAIN FUCKING INSTA ACCOUNT

danielricciardo mate…

maxverstappen man wtf im just trying to enjoy my winter break

- f1fan34 MAX 😭

y/nnn lando i sent this picture to you out of kindness….

- landonorris and you think I’d do what with it??? Keep it in my camera roll??

y/b/f_username there’s something off balance in your brain but im happy you know how hot your girlfriend is 🔫

- landonorris SMOKIN. DROP DEAD. MOUTH WATERING. DELICIOUS. EXQUISITE. GODDESS. BEAUTIFUL. STUNNING. GORGEOUS. GOURMET.

- y/nnn why am i a meal

- landonorris cause i wanna eat you up

- alexalbon this interaction has made me want to rip my skin off #vomiting 🙁

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landonorris mommy

Comments:

alexalbon #kms

- oscarpiastri #😟

- danielricciardo #maininstaaccount

- landonorris #mygfishot

y/nnn alr babe that’s enough screen time for you today

- landonorris no <3

mclaren can we live?

Mclarensgirly uh…..

- op81andln4 ok but like… i want him to call me mommy

- Mclarensgirly that’s weird (I’d kill for him to call me mommy)

- oscarpiastri see what you’ve done landonorris?

- landonorris I don’t see a problem.

- maxverstappen GET THIS MAN TO THE ER JESUS CHRIST

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landonorris prettier than the Trevi Fountain 🫶🏻

Comments:

y/nnn i got the notification he posted, got terrified, then opened it and my heart warmed ☺️

- Mclarensgirly HER INSTA NOTIFS ARE ON FOR HIM 🤭

- landonorris so are mine for her tf

mclaren this works

- landonorris I’ll be back at it again soon dw

- oscarpiastri i will never get a chance to experience what true peace feels like.

F1fan2024 get you a man who will call you mommy and prettier than the trevi fountain on separate occasions in the span of a week

alexalbon i like this one!

- landonorris that’s my gf back off bitch.

- alexalbon damn.

y/nnn dw guys i just sent him another pic of me getting ready to go out with the girls

- landonorris BARK BARK

- danielricciardo #whereisthenearestbombshelter

- maxverstappen #itsover

- oscarpiastri #landomakesmescared

- landonorris #youwishyouwereme❤️