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My #1 Moomin headcanon: Little My pretends to sleep whenever she hears anything stupid so that she doesn’t have to actually give a response, but often fails as she can’t help giving an attitude.

Just doodles

Yes this looks very spring-ish but still.

Also please excuse the flowers :”)

Bald Snufkin is funny af. The whole 1969 show was a wild ride and I completely understand why Tove hated it but it’s hilarious nonetheless.

There are two authors living in my head, a French and a Russian. The Russian is constantly telling the French to back the fuck off.

Prussia: You are more mature than I imagined.

13 Colonies: Thank you, that’s the trauma talking.

13 Colonies: God give me patience.

USA: I think you meant “God give me strength”.

13 Colonies: If God gave me strength shit’s fucked.

Do you have any prompts where Person A acts all flirty and suave towards Person B but once Person B reciprocates the flirting and such, Person A kind of shuts down and gets really, really flustered?

1. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

"No, cause thankfully I landed right in your arms."

"O-oh.. I uhm.. oh"

2. "So are we just going to keep play flirting or do you actually want to do something?"

"I- uh. Sorry I have. Can I get back to you on that? I have to uhm, I have to go. Somewhere. Okay. Bye."

3. "How is the most beautiful person in the world today?"

"I don't know, how are you doing?"

"Great. Great. Wonderful, thank you. I have to leave now. goodbye"

Sometimes Britain would see the ghost of his oldest colony.

He would mock Britain’s state, make an absentminded comment about his successor or remind him of things he wants to forget.

But most of the time the blond man would just sit on his couch, idly reading the newspaper. He is still so beautiful with porcelain skin, alluring blue eyes and a river of gold flowing from his neck to the red carpeted floor. But something seems wrong. It’s probably the unrealistic peacefulness he gives him, or the cold air that sends a shiver down his spine. Could be the halo of thirteen stars glowing on his head, too.

America would glance at Britain just to turn his gaze back to whatever colorless news he was reading and the older nation can’t get his eyes off the other. He doesn’t even blink, as he feels like if he does, the Thirteen Colonies will be gone. The Thirteen Colonies of Great Britain will be gone.

But then his sweet boy would put the damned newspaper down and make his way to the kitchen. He would come back with a cup of tea that has the smell and taste Britain had always missed, hand it to him and smile - a smile with such tenderness and understanding that anyone will kill and die for it.

“How was your day, darling?”

And once again, Britain rules the world.

USA: In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity?

France: Britain, how tall are you?

USA: Babe, come over.

France: Can’t. I’m burying a body.

USA: My father isn’t home.

France: I know.

USA: France, your hand is on my ass.

France: Oh sorry, it was an accident.

USA: ...

USA: Your hand is still on my ass.

France: It’s still an accident.

Idk who needs to hear this but some characters just hate eachother. No hidden love. Yeah sometimes people just do not like eachother.

A small list of random ass sites I’ve found useful when writing:

Fragrantica: perfume enthusiast site that has a long list of scents. v helpful when you’re writing your guilty pleasure abo fics

Just One Cookbook: recipe site that centers on Japanese cuisine. Lots of different recipes to browse, plenty of inspiration so you’re not just “ramen and sushi” 

This comparing heights page: gives you a visual on height differences between characters

A page on the colors of bruises+healing stages: well just that. there you go. describe your bruises properly

McCormick Science Institute: yes this is a real thing. the site shows off research on spices and gives the history on them. be historically accurate or just indulge in mindless fascination. boost your restaurant au with it

A Glossary of Astronomy Terms: to pepper in that sweet terminology for your astrophysics major college au needs

It has been like 4 years and that the British eat beans on toast still bewilders me.

What are your favorite washette moments? Like historically

1) Lafayette getting shot at the Battle of Brandywine and George Washington calling for his personal physician to tend to his wounds, “Treat him as if he were my son.”

2) After finding out that France was siding with American Independence, Lafayette started crying and hugged Washington up and down while he just stood there in shock. 

3) Lafayette getting super, super sick and Washington not leaving his bedside the whole time. 

4) George Washington and Lafayette taking a nap together underneath a tree after the Battle of Monmouth. 

5) Lafayette and George Washington taking one last carriage ride together before Lafayette had to leave to go back to France on his second trip there and Washington is unable to say anything. They hugged each other one last time and then right before Lafayette was getting on his boat a few weeks later, he was given a very emotional letter Washington wrote to him expressing all of his love for him in the whole world. Lafayette thought they would see one another again, Washington thought not; they would never see one another ever again. 

6) Georges Lafayette living with George Washington. 

7) During his last visit to America, Lafayette visiting George Washington’s grave where he told everyone to go away and sat there for a few hours thinking to himself. 

you both are so childish. kiss already.

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also how great are you if texas is literally bigger than you and a half

c'mon guys, lets end this USA vs Great Britain feud. It’s pretty obvious we are superior i mean you guys don’t have great in your fucking name do you?

SENPAI SHIPPING YOUR RARE OTP

Someone shipping your rare otp

Lmao so me

Me, an avid reader of fanfiction: god fucking damn these characters need to communicate and fuck already

Also me, a fanfiction writer: and after thirty chapters, six arguments brought forth by misunderstandings and miscommunication they have finally made eye contact

Hermione: I know what you are. Your journal. The diadem. Nagini

Tom: Say it out loud

Hermione: You’re Gay! For Abraxas!

Tom:….

Hermione: You’re not?

Tom: I’m not.

Hermione: *deletes Tombrax lemon fanfics and Tumblr posts*

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Prongsfoot

Drarry

Ginny/Luna

snucius

tombrax

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